Don't know what happened. For years. And years. And years! I wrote a weekly letter. Then I blogged and still wrote a weekly letter. Then Facebook came along. Now I don't write letters and I don't blog. Is there a connection? Do I keep in touch with everyone, know what they are doing through Facebook so that I'm not motivated to write and blog? I have been thinking on this subject and trying to analyze what is going on.
I think that maybe email and Facebook has removed the motivation to write. I know I still want to write down events and recollections and memories so that they will be there when I need reminded -- will be there when I want to reminisce. I'm so glad I have my dad's written memories and stories and that makes me think I want to leave my writings behind for my posterity.
On the other hand, I just wonder if I've gone through a dry spell. I hope this is the case as I really did enjoy putting my thoughts, memories and opinions into the written medium. I'm hoping the block that has kept me from writing, dissolves so that I can take up where I left off.
I have a need to record Bella and Audri's toddlerhood as I did the first five. Years down the line, they will read the letters and entries about the older grandchildren and will wonder why Nana didn't write about them. I want them to know I enjoyed their babyhood and toddler's years as much as the older five.
Somewhere I have read that an author just has to "write through" a writer's block. So that's what I'm going to try. If you read a lot of drivel and boring stuff on here, just remind yourself that Nana is trying to "write through" that block. There will be better days ahead!
On the other hand, maybe if I were just to clean off this desk and clear away some distraction, the writing might come easier?
