I have been going through a lot of the pieces that I wrote this last year, rediscovering them and picking out the ones that still call to me. I haven’t had the distance from it all to do it before now. Sometimes I think I still don’t.
But that’s the problem with writing. Rawness requires words to spill from you while you still bleed. And then, when read again, submerges you in all that you thought you’d locked away.
That wasn’t supposed to be the point of this post however.
Instead, I had intended to mention that a theme may take over my blog for a while as I re-work all the pieces that I feel can be saved. The tales of this blog will never be solely of one nature but I hope you will enjoy each aspect as it shows itself, and bear with me if ever one is lingered on for too long.
Sometimes it takes a while to bleed away the emotions that colour my mind.