Becoming Absorbent

I haven’t been posting as frequently lately.

I don’t consider this writer’s block, though I once did.

This is because I have been thinking.

A Little Story

Once I sign up for a pottery class. My friend, Rita, forced me. She berated me until I went.

Fine, I said. I am not writing anyway. Might as well make a fool of myself with clay.

Larry the teacher made us start with pinch pots. Make a ball, then shape it into a bowl. Old school, play-doh kinda stuff.

It didn’t matter how much I whined about wanting to get started on the wheel. I had to sit and do my pinch pots.

Then we had to master building a box.

Then, after that, we had to work with coils.

The class was mixed levels — one of those amazing Communiversity courses where the woman across from me chatted while she sculpted lilies from black clay.

Nothing happened in my brain while I coiled and pinched.

My thinking bone rested.

The psychic across the table (she worked for the police department from time to time) even said so. She glazed her plate and listened to my mutterings, enough.

“You aren’t blocked,” she said. “You are absorbing.”

I made it to the wheel, eventually. I threw a beautiful bowl and glazed it Celedon green.

Then, after awhile, I looked around in writing again.

I’ve stopped to think, now and then.

But I have never been “blocked” again.

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Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She teaches and speaks about the rhetorical impact of beautiful writing. A recent transplant to Connecticut, she calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home. 

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  1 comment for “Becoming Absorbent

  1. April 19, 2011 at 3:42 pm

    I wish wish wish wish that I could see my way clear to viewing it that way. I’ve been off lately too, but it doesn’t feel like I’ve been “absorbing”. grr.

    I’m happy that Rita “made” you. It ended in this tiny little story that resonates so clearly with me.

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