Writing for me is like weaving a tapestry. Each phrase and sentence intricately woven together to form one gorgeously flowing piece that embraces the reader, hopefully not letting them go. For sometime now, I have strayed from any true creative writing on my blog, and have stayed more towards the narrative side. I have not spoken much about the reason for this, and it is still incredibly hard for me to discuss, but my wonderfully creative best friend, and in some ways, my sister, died early in the Spring, and life changed for me in ways I did not expect. Together we used to plan stories and coordinated looks, even though our styles differed greatly. Out of that often came fabulous photos and short stories of which we were very proud. I have had moments where I wanted to maybe do a little story writing and no matter what I try to do, I cannot find inspiration, it is like I lost my muse. We had so many plans on Second Life for a business and had started creating things together, but that too has lost it’s spark. Well, I should say had lost it’s spark, for something happened that has made me look at things a bit differently lately. Losing Angel was something I had expected to happen, as she had been ill as long as we had been friends, but the reality of the situation was devastating. But through it all, that amazing man who has changed my life so much, held my hand, encouraged me and suddenly, through the soft lens of love, life began to look a bit different. Though the tears still come occasionally, and I find myself still running to send her messages on Skype, I feel like maybe I can move forward and honor her with letting short stories flow when they start to write themselves through my head; and by following our dreams. I know she would be kicking my ass for letting so much go since she got her wings and lost all her pain, so I have to go on and strive and work for what she wanted for me, just like I wanted it for her.
Heart 1 – Palms and Shadows – Driftwood Log Beach Camp – P1 (used just the trees)