Painting by Kevin Macneil Brown, watercolor on paper, 2017
It happens each year, of course, but I am always surprised at how noticeable the lengthening of the days and the strength of sunlight become, just a couple of weeks past the winter solstice.
Another kind of light has found me in recent days also. In December I was struggling to see my way further into the novel in progress. My production slowed way down-- despite a good start, I was feeling stuck.
Just yesterday, however, something shifted. Here's what I wrote in my journal:
....logjam seems to breaking up...I think I need to just keep writing, letting the story come to me and take shape around the energy points that I do have in place already. It's a bit like a submerged mountain range: the high peaks are clear and visible, as is some of the ridge line. But there's a lot of mountain still beneath the water, waiting to be found. I've never had a story come to me this way before...
-KMB
