It’s been a doozy of a year, hasn’t it?
Considering the last time I wrote was February 1st, there seems to be a lot of ground to cover to catch up.
That’s a bit of an understatement, right?
After all, a pandemic shut down our the world for months on end with no end in sight, racial injustices have ripped apart our country, natural disasters pummeled every corner of the nation, and a disastrous election season is currently looming over top of us.
Ian’s been working from home since mid March, the kids have had everything cancelled on them, and I’ve tried to keep everyone’s spirits up despite my own flagging emotions.
In the midst of all of that I have struggled to find the words in even normal conversations with friends and family but knew that I needed to keep the words flowing in whatever way I could.
A friend and I have been exchanging long, hand written letters that span several days, covers any topic, and is often laid aside until it is remembered, picked up, and added to. Oh, the joy when reading them! Reminiscent of Austen’s characters, where they converse and update via letters, then tack on post scripts and updates, these letters have reminded me of the power of the written word in a time when words are so carelessly thrown out into the universe for everyone (or no one?) to see.
When Callie reminded me of a blogging tradition to write every day in the month of October I decided to revisit my old love- writing. In the spirit of tradition, I should choose a topic and try to focus my writings on that topic. Alas, I’m throwing tradition out the window mainly because I am so rusty at writing to begin with. No theme here but hopefully a return to regular writing with updates, thoughts, and pictures!
I hope you will check in regularly to see what’s happening here during this Write 31 challenge! I’d love to hear from you.
2 comments:
Yay, I’m so excited to read your posts! I have a couple friends that I still exchange letters with, and I know what you mean - real letters are so special.
I hopped over here from Callie's blog. I love the longhand letters and miss writing them myself. I didn't have cable (or neighbors) as a teen, so I lived my entire summers going back and forth between reading novels and writing long (almost novel-length) letters to my friends, my family, my teachers...really, anyone who would read!
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