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| Toni Morrison: Song of Solomon* |
Hello,
I've been working on a story for the last few weeks, intending to craft it with tremendous care. However, I seem unable to get out of the starting gate. My mind wanders, my heart pounds, and my legs...let's not talk about the aches in my legs.
Physical pain, mental and emotional anguish, I am in short, stuck. Or rather, I feel askew.
The story is about a woman who is on the brink of change. She is excited, yet afraid; undecided about how or even IF to lean into the circumstances.
My own lopsidedness is likely one reason I can't give voice to any definitive choice or action for Janice.
Rest assured, I will work through my physical pain, find sustainable solutions for the anguish, and discover the crux of Janice's tale.
In the meantime, let us have sketches; old and new.
Kindly,
Middle Girl
*you wanna fly you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.
