Three words stood out in my inbox this morning: Creative Writing Prompts. And, I had to click, thinking maybe, just maybe, this e-mail held the inspiration I need to jump start my inevitably infamous literary legacy. Well, I may not be infamous (or even famous) yet, but thanks to the Poets and Writers magazine’s website, I am one step closer. Today, I was able to really work through my writer’s block in a significant way. I may not have written much, but I am focusing on the fact that I wrote. I wrote through the anxiety and the fear of failure and rejection to create something inherently beautiful. Inherently beautiful because writing is how I was designed to connect and communicate with the rest of the world.
Click here for the writing prompt for January 3, 2011. Poetry prompts are on Mondays; Creative writing prompts are on Thursdays.
Minerva Jones by Edgar Lee Masters
Writing in between the lines:
I am Minerva, the village poetess,
Known for the beautiful, dark words within my soul instead of
For my heavy body, cock-eye, and rolling walk,
But the words I crave finally
Captured me after a brutal hunt.
Leaving tattered bits of delicate talent nestled between a balmy, paralyzing fear
And I sank into death, growing numb from the feet up,
Desperate for any connection between pen and paper
Will some one go to the village newspaper,
And find the words I’ve left behind?
I thirsted so for love!
They longed so for creation!
My new poem:
new
I am the quiet woman
known for the beautiful, dark words within my soul.
But the words I crave finally
caved in on my fragile thoughts,
leaving tattered bits of delicate talent
nestled in a balmy, paralyzing fear,
desperate for any connection between pen and paper.
How do I once again unlock this passion
and find the words I’ve left behind?
They long for creation.
I long for peace.
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