Writer’s block struck me with a vengeance. I started several posts, only to reject them. I took today’s quote at the Two Writing Teachers site to heart. I just need to write-no filters, no internal critic, no worries. I need to get some words, any words down onto paper. Until I became I slicer, I really didn’t write poetry, but that’s what grew out of today’s slice.
A blank piece of paper with empty lines
Pen to paper as words begin to flow
Crossed out lines with arrows drawn
Scribbled quickly, no time to erase
Paper crumpled up, then smoothed back out