Truth in Fiction

I feel stuck.

In the moment, in the movement, in the shadows.

I feel stuck, mirroring the collapse.

In a funk, delayed, haunted by books and the images they throw, haunted by the notion of a work/life balance.

Haunted in crowded places, by faceless men and soulless women, by promise and potential and decay.

Their burned-out eyes, following me – where did everybody go?

That’s why I haven’t been writing much.

But I know how to break out of it.

I just have to write more.

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17 thoughts on “Truth in Fiction

  1. Chyina says:

    Very haunting, and very true at time.

  2. Tara R. says:

    Every writers’ demons… write or perish.

  3. Christina says:

    oh yes. yes, yes, yes.

  4. Stephanie says:

    You well describe the “funk” feeling, the cluttered head. Good to hear from you again – hope you break out of it. I’ve also find exercise to be an excellent reset button for the head.

    Apparently, pingbacks are just no longer reliable. I’ve updated with your link. : )

  5. KymmInBarcelona says:

    Apart from being truthful, this is chock full of rhythm, Chris. Love it!

  6. You speak the truth, one that I know too well. And you speak it lyrically. Here’s hoping the mojo is once again flowing your way.

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  8. elmowrites says:

    As you say, the only answer is to keep going. I’m glad you ended on that high (ish) note

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