Hibernation

It has been a few months since you have heard from me. I had a very busy November and early December, loaded with performances that took a great deal of my time and energy. And then I just went into hibernation mode.

Sometimes I feel the need to draw inward, to reflect on where I've been, to think about what I'm going to do next. I build a bubble around myself that doesn't let much in or out. It is part of my process. It is part of who I am.

Some writers force themselves to write a certain amount of words a day. Some writers will sit for hours in front of a keyboard, waiting for inspiration. Some writers draw complex plot diagrams or flesh work out in outline form. I sit in silence, listening to my muse. I gather strands of impressions and watch them weave together inside my mind. I wait for the ahah! moment. I stay very quiet until I am impelled and propelled by the ideas taking form within me. That is the longest and hardest part of my process...when it appears that I am doing absolutely nothing.

The silence is filling up and I am almost ready to re-emerge. I have a destination in mind and some new poems to write. Thank you for your patience.