For the past couple years, other than stirring the pot with posts about homosexuality and the Bible, and some controversial posts regarding my ordination issues, Pomomusings has been a bit boring to me.
And I can only imagine if it’s been boring me…it’s probably been boring you too.
Part of it is the change in the way we all interact and communicate on the web. When I started Pomomusings in 2003, I posted everything here. Random links to articles. Funny photos. Longer blog posts. Really…anything. Now with Facebook, Twitter, Posterous, Instagram and all the other ways we share information, Pomomusings isn’t the place for a lot of that random stuff. And it seems that after seminary, I’ve lost inspiration. Maybe I lost my muse. But it certainly feels, at times, that I’ve been losing my voice here for awhile.
I’ve gone through periods like this before, and I’ve usually posted something on Twitter & Facebook, asking for what people think I should write about…and people always come up with stuff. But that goes against all good advice about good writing…sure writing prompts might be helpful from time to time, but we have to write about what invigorates us, what brings us joy, what excites us, what causes us pain…
And that’s probably why my writing for Dazed Dad has come so easily. After losing Micah and Judah last October 25, writing about my grief journey was the only thing I could do. It was raw. It was painfully honest. And it’s probably some of my best writing.
Obviously – I don’t want tragedy to always be my muse…and so I wonder what Pomomusings should be. I won’t ask you what I should write for the reasons already stated above. And I’m certainly not going to delete the blog, for the practical reasons alone that it still brings in a small amount of money each month through ads.
But I’m not sure what needs to be happening here in this space. Perhaps I’ve lost my “Pomomusings” voice, and another voice will emerge…? Perhaps in another season?
I’d love for you to share your thoughts or comments. Has this happened to anyone else? Have you lost your writing voice before? Gone through prolonged dry spells, where you weren’t sure what to write about. What helped you break through those periods? Did you end up finding your voice again? Or did you simply find a new voice?