When Inspiration Fades: Uncovering the Hidden Truth Behind Writing’s Silent Pause
For three decades, I worked in the communications and marketing field. I developed campaigns, targeted audiences, created materials, and launched strategic initiatives. The nonprofit mission, the powerful call to serve the community, drove those campaigns. This campaign is driven by the call to serve myself.
I’m required to become visible, to rebrand the self that had to become private and vulnerable in order to write a memoir. Somewhere along the way, I crossed a threshold and erased the writer. In her place, I invented a publicist, event planner, and social media manager. My days are spent studying algorithms instead of delving into words. I’m uncomfortable, yet my greatest fear is this: What if there is nothing left for me to say?
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