One Word Wednesday- Stuck
The words in my head were traveling along at breakneck speed. Nouns and verbs and adjectives lined up, organized and lovely. They rushed forward, flowing from head to hands to page.
Then, out of nowhere, a barricade arose. Large and bulky, it forced its way into our path. Letters and punctuation rammed into one another.An epic pileup, one worthy of news crews and gawkers alike. Words were crushed, sentences mangled, leaving me with a pile of injured, garbled language.
I tried to make some sense. Picking up words, dusting them off, placing them back in line. I bandaged dangling modifiers, and stitched compound adjectives. But, to no avail. They are crumpled and muddled and in a state of shock. They wander around my head, trying to find a place. Then, they give up and slide down the wall to sit and stare.
I'm working through the mess. Trying different perspectives, new angles, fresh story lines. I'm sweaty and tired and want nothing more than a nap. But, the tale will not be silenced. There in the corner of my mind, beneath the rubble, it calls to me.
So, I will lift, move and bulldoze if necessary. Red Smith had it right-
"Writing is easy. You just sit down at the typewriter, open your veins, and bleed."