I’ve spent the last few weeks pondering on my writing “voice.”
When I started this blog I had the intention that it wouldn’t be about the surface stuff of my life, the bloggers’ small-talk about my day to day life. I wanted to be able to write about more meaningful, deeper things.
I’d only just got past my first post when the Canterbury Earthquake of September 2010 hit, and for the last two and a half years my “voice” has been defined by my journey through a rather unique seismic event and its aftermath. But I think the time has come for my writing to move on from that, before it starts becoming “same-old”.
The problem is I don’t have a definite direction to move into. I’ve drafted several posts that sort of grope around in the dark in different directions but none of them seem to actually be going anywhere. I find myself asking “So what?”
Somewhere in the depths of me is a voice that’s waiting to be found and heard. I’ve been spending my time in prayer more than writing, and as I turn my attention to the Creator I trust Him to help me discover the creativity He has placed within me.
And I’m hoping for some synergy at the Bloggers Connecting conference here in Christchurch next month to help inspire me too.