It's been well over a month since I've written anything of substance and I can't seem to find an answer to why that is.
I usually find that the things that prompt me to write are experiences, something which I've had plenty of over the past month. I've traveled to new places, had a lot of thought provoking conversations, and have been plenty busy both teaching and working on music.
And yet, I haven't much to say about any of these things.
It's a curious situation.
I think the days of being capable of writing a weekly blogpost are behind me. I was in a very specific season when I began my routine back in September, and over time, the season slowly passed and finally concluded a month or two ago.
It's a period of time I am both happy and sad to have moved on from.
For those of you out there who are currently in a season of creative output, I do have a word of advice for you: be thankful, for it truly is a rarity.
I can count the number of creative seasons I've had on one hand. They are few and far in between and as of now, I'm in the "in between" stage.
In my experience, these seasons aren't something you can go about falling into by choice, they simply "happen". Inspiration is stumbled upon.
With all of that being said, I'll still be updating every Friday. I can't guarantee 500 words of new material every week, but maybe a couple of paragraphs or a piece of music I've been listening to.
Being consistent is a good habit (most of the time).
I'm not quite sure what sort of feeling this post conveys. I surely don't want it to come off as a downer. I greatly look forward for what's to come in this new, albeit different season.
Writing is fun, photography is beautiful, filmmaking makes you think, and music can brighten up anyone's day.
Art is a blessing, for that I am sure.