Week 19: Frustration

When I came up with this idea of Immigration Stories for the month of September I thought I'd space a few out over the month, maybe one a week, and that would be that. But then, in a mad rush, the stories spilled out and within a couple of weeks I had 5 or 6 stories up. I guess I needed to get them out for years and once the opportunity presented itself the words just came, flowing smoothly from my memory, to my conscious mind, down and out through my fingers.

But now I feel stuck. There are more stories clamoring for attention up in my skull but the words, when they come, are trite and don't feel right. I long to share more of my metamorphosis but I don't think I'm ready to do so. I've been trying but upon rereading some of the things I've written I'm assured that I should just walk away before I do some real damage to my own history. So for now, folks, I'm pausing this Immigration thing until the words start coming again and they actually sound and feel right!