It’s been a while since I’ve last written. I needed space to clear cobwebs, to consider a sort of soft reset. There are times when it’s efficacious to stop it with the words, the blogging, the tweeters, the status updates.
When God created the heavens and the earth, he started simply. “Let there be light,” he said, and there was. These are the first words spoken in scripture, the Genesis of genesis. So, I think this is the most natural touchstone for my reset. I’m going to sit there a while.
I hope to stretch slowly this year, and I hope to share it with you. There will be blog posts, certainly, perhaps a poem or two. But I’m slinking back to the old words, too–like pencil scratchings in a journal, short stories written by ink-pen, and hand-written letters to friends and family. These things formed my love for writing, so it seems natural to return there.
Let there be light–a call to go back to the beginning of the creative process, when we first realized that there was power in the words of God, and consequently, our own, for we were made in his image, you see. I’m headed back to the beginning this year. I hope you’ll come along.