Part of my issue with writing is that I feel, sometimes, like I have nothing to write about. I need a subject, something that will give me focus. As I sit here, staring into space, I can see all sorts of things around me, but I don't think I can write about any of them, so I just sit here and don't write! Sigh... I do much better when I have a topic, and I guess it is for me to break through and see potential topics everywhere... but do I trust my ability to write that much?
There is a glass door to the outside near me and the guy with the dog, has the dog tied up next to it. The dog likes to lie against the door and try to keep at least one side of himself wind-free. Every once in a while though, the wind rattles the door and the poor dog jumps up and looks at it because he thinks someone is coming outside... No such luck. He does havea very woe-be-gone face and although I can see his puppy-dog eyes, his owner can't. I don't think I'd be able to sit in view of my dog, all nice and toasty warm, having him or her watch me and knowing that outside it is blustery and cold!! I'd want to sneak the dog inside! Ah well...
So, perhaps my next project here will be to just write about the paint colour on the walls or something! We'll see how it goes tomorrow...
1 comment:
Why not just write about the dog and his woe-be-gone face and puppy-dog eyes? Surely that experience of watching him and the feelings he evoked in you could be translated into an experience in your own life? Or perhaps the paint colour is a good topic, if the colour reminds you of a story or experience in your own life of painting or the outdoors or whatever.....Don't be afraid of your gift of writing, or the deep expression of yourself that it really is!
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