Will The Words Come Back?

D David Harris David Harris
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Words slip off our pen like warm butter off a knife. They fall in unison across the page with everything we write. Then one day the words don’t flow in unison like they used to before. They have no rhythm within them and just become no more than words. We look at what we’ve written and there is no bounce in them. The words become no more than words once written by a creative hand. There is no meaning in what they say they have no heart anymore. They are just words written on a page with no rhyme or reason for them being there. Some call it a writer’s block; others call it stagnation of the mind. The creative juices fall away to nothing, no spark to be kindled, no emotions to be released, no protests to be made, no stories to be assembled like a jigsaw in your mind. Just an empty pen with words that don’t make sense anymore. Struggles without feeling, ideas leading nowhere on a spiralling downward turn. You are no longer a writer, your creativity is gone and the only question you have, will the words come came back? 13 July 2009

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