So, I'm writing tonight--shoving another scene in where one didn't exist before. But the space was aching for something so of course I had to close my eyes for a bit while I was showering and think about what was needed.
What came out?
Self-doubt in my lead female.
A voice that has no body. (Two words, folks, not nobody but literally lacks a body. Or does it?)
Frustration.
The waking of a companion.
Strong arms.
Weeping.
An emotionally drained writer. But in a very good way.
You see, there was something building between these two characters--some tension that would need to be addressed at some point anyway.
Really what my lady-character is learning is that she is loved even in her weakness--even when she's a blubbering mess and doesn't have everything put together. Even when she thinks she's going crazy.
But don't we need some encouragement like that took some days?
It's been a while since I cried a good cry. Did you know that crying is healthy? It's good for your emotional state to alleviate some of that pressure. mmhmm. It's not for lack of reason that I haven't cried--it's for lack of strong arms. (Not that I don't think someone would step up if I needed....I just feel rather disconnected right now, and that's my own fault.)
Anyhow, this is basically me saying that I wish I was in my book and able to have a break down and my guy would just hold me until I stopped beating on his chest.... uh........ yeah. Don't misunderstand me, I really am content to just be single right now.
Oh boy. This is why I don't blog casually at 1:06 in the morning... Forgive me for how disjointed this is.
I was going to make an obvious connection and say that of course God is always there to hold me when I'm having a break down. But really, as I started going I realized that I just want a hug. And while God can give me metaphorical hugs, it's not quite the same as a physical friend hug. (And I think He can speak through friend-hugs.)
I should go to bed or go back to writing. Writing it is!
"I fall at Your feet and worship You with tears." [Danny Oertli]
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I have been here and there. Sometimes these late night "ramblings" are the best medicine.
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