It’s been difficult since the end of NaPoWriMo. 30 poems in 30 days, and now, nothing. I’ve done some editing and submitting, but I miss creating something new. I know what they say: Write every day, even if it’s garbage… it’s just that I don’t even have garbage in me, right now.
I’ve been reading. I’m working through Ruth Awad’s Set Music to a Wildfire, and Terri Ellen Cross Davis’ Haint. I picked up both from this year’s Ohioana Book Festival, and I’m happy I did. Both of these women have created some amazing work. They are very different styles of writing, but both done incredibly well. I highly recomment picking up both of them.