Expanding My Territory: Writer's Block? Not Really...

Sometimes, writer’s block gets you and there is nothing that you can do except to open a blank page, type away words without really having the slightest idea where you are going with them. Such is my case now. But, having just typed that, I have now decided what I want to write about: Inspiration.

Poetry was my turf. I think it still is. However, I try my best with prose for variety. No, not only variety. Poetry, to me, involves too much emotionality that sometimes, I do not have the budget for it. By that I mean, there are some things I purposely shove to the sides because I just don’t have the energy to cater to such emotions ( or the feelings they may bring me in the future). For example, anger, frustration and loneliness are best written in poems but they are too heavy that I know after writing them down, I would feel even worse.

On the other end, when my fickle heart starts to like someone romantically, or at the brink of liking someone (yes, there is such phase), words travel faster from my heart to my fingers. But once I have typed away a poem, I’d feel bad for writing about that person who might not even have time to think about me. And I’d secretly feel embarrassed and eventually hate myself for it. Ok, hate is too strong a word, but you know what I mean, right?

So that is why sometimes, I have the writer’s block. Or, maybe it is not really writer’s block. It’s lack of courage to confront what one feels and be responsible about it.

Then, what inspires me?

Lately, my job! Aside from being the registrar, I am the school secretary. I never knew until now that I love writing business letters. That and some other ‘secretary’ write-ups are what, I discovered, I love to write. Plus, my immediate superior (my boss) is a stickler for correct English and is precise in what he wants to read from what I write. I appreciate that he checks and edits what I write. This way, I grow in my writing.

Lately, the thrill of being with other believers. I have noticed that in the past few months, I have talked about my experiences in fellowship. Fire is something you can’t ignore. Most times, I go for days still warmed up from such meetings. I can’t help but write about them.

Lately, my experiences with the Lord. I take that back. They have always inspired me. God constantly brings me to the edge of faith where I need to choose to keep believing in Him, in His promises, in His Jeremiah 29:11-plan. The Bible talks about us going through many things so that we could be a blessing to those who are going through similar things ( 2 Cor 1:4).

Lately, an ‘excitement’. The kind that I don’t need to write a poem for. The kind that wakes me up before my alarm clock does. The kind I find at my doorstep in the morning. The kind that makes me sing at night.

And lately, this: