Lost in the Words by Clifford Fryman

Life has a way of surprising us. Just when you believe everything is going fine, a blind curve appears and the road isn’t as easy as it was. Emergencies happen, catastrophes appear, and little things eat away at the time you thought you would have for other pursuits.

It seems like that has been the case for me for the last few months. There has been one hurdle after another and my legs are getting tired but I’m still running the race. In the end, that is all that any of us can do unless we just give up and that is not an option.

It is times like this that my writing suffers the most because it is the first thing that tends to be dropped to make time for everything else. It is hard to justify sitting down to write when your world seems to be falling down around your ears. But it is exactly the time I need to write the most, so that I can get lost in the words for at least a little bit and regroup to face the big bad world head on once again.

Writing is therapeutic. It is my alternative to a massage that I cannot afford. It relaxes my weary muscles and whisks me away to a world where the problems I face pale in comparison to the problems my characters are dealing with.

When I am writing, there is nothing that arises I am not able to find a workable solution to so I can manuever my characters through it. If it happens to not work out so well, I can always go back and fix it. It can be done in real life, but it is never as easy as it is on the written page.

At the end of the day, when all is said and done, I want my writing to be entertaining for myself and for others. But when I am in the middle of words flowing from my fingers through the keyboard onto the screen, it is my five minutes to put the world behind me and visit places I may never have a chance to in real life. It is for that reason that when times get hard, I try my hardest to make sure I always make time for writing.

Life is going to throw things at us. It may be a number of small things that pile up to amount to a mountain. Maybe it is just one thing that looms so large that it seems to be blocking out the sun. No matter what they may be, there is always one way to take a breather to keep moving forward.

Take any time you can, sit down at the computer or pull out your notepad and pen, and let yourself get lost in the words.