I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it.
Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I seek. I silence them using the voice of my 8th grade teacher. “Empty barrels make the most noise.” They flutter away. It’s silent now.
Silence. What is it they say about silence? Silence is golden. Aha, the treasure I seek. Which reminds me of a line from the 1956 musical film by Rodgers and Hammerstein, The King and I. In a pregnant romantic moment between King Mongkut played by Yul Brynner and Mrs. Anna portrayed by Deborah Kerr, the king says, “When one does not know what to say, it is a time to be silent.”
Sage advice. So I quiet all of my thoughts and emotions. In that silence, I hear a sound of rushing waters. Then music trickles out like a spring, new and refreshing. It is my voice.
My fingers tinkle the keys of my laptop. Like musical notes, I string the letters together to form the right words.
A vision of Disney’s The Little Mermaid appears before me. Ariel has lost her voice and found her prince. I smile for it was in her silence that she touched and won his heart.
See you next time on January 22nd. Happy New Year!
Veronica Jorge
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I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it. Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I […]
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I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it. Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I […]
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I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it. Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I […]
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I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it. Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I […]
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I didn’t lose my voice. I just can’t find the heart of my story or the right words to express it. Like teenagers talking all at once, ideas wave before my eyes vying for attention and making me dizzy. I blink them away because I sense they are distracting me from finding the jewel I […]
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Veronica, What a great post. I’ve been struggling for the last year. Finally I finished Lost Witness and it turned out great (according to reviews) but my poor editor had to listen to my angst for 12 months. I wrote down dead ends and off cliffs but eventually my voice found its way back. I’m now looking at a new project and feel paralyzed once again. Thanks so much for reminding me this isn’t a unique problem and that we get through it. Have a wonderful holiday!