Not a Vessel

Creativity can be incredibly frustrating sometimes. I have three unfinished blog entries sitting on my laptop right now, and when I try to write one from the notes they are in… it is not working. Each time my brain starts to say that the Muse is not striking, I can’t help but have my friend Catherynne venting in my ear (via a blog entry she wrote many years ago) saying that no, really, writing is a *job*. We are not empty, sweet, cute vessels that are empty things to be filled up with universal epherma and then pump what we were given out into the world using the un-trained fingers through which these words flow.  That writing is a job, and really, I need to get off my ass and start writing.So, I will try to get my ass back to work.And, one of them releases my fingertips. I breathe, pass it out into the æther. A slight smile. An opening. Moving forward.