I took a bit of a break from writing, I do this from time to time so I can find new inspiration and make sure the voice I’m using when I write is my own. As soon as I decided to take this little break my whole life turned upside down. Normally I bitch and moan and complain about it but this time it’s exactly what I wanted, what I needed. Everything I thought I knew and thought I could rely on just fell apart and out of it something else was born.
One thing I love about being a writer is that my writing is constantly evolving and changing as my life evolves and changes. I can look back on my writing and know exactly what was going on in my life and I can see how my writing has grown and gotten better as I’ve bumbled along through life.
I’ve learned I like to write poems with imagery in mind, lately I’ve been playing with a more staccato rhythm, rather than the long flowing pieces I’ve done in the past. I like the idea of using fractured images to create one big image. I suppose in someways I’m creating a collage with my writing, which is really kind of funny because I used to really hate collage. Lately I’ve felt like a collage, all these little pieces I’m slowly putting back together in order to rebuild myself and make a completed image.
I didn’t realize how much my writing has been reflecting my inner feelings until I took this break and really looked at my work and myself. I’m lifting my self imposed hiatus and I’m ready to experiment with both my writing and my life.