On her seventh day in the United States last week, a 37-year-old woman realized she was on the wrong subway platform at the Shady Grove Metro Station just north of Washington, D.C., and chose to rectify the situation by climbing down onto the tracks to walk to the other side. This is an ill-advised solution to the problem. Beyond the obvious risk of being struck by an oncoming train, there is the infamous “third rail,” which carries the electricity that powers the trains. Fortunately, Metro police officers reached her and escorted her back to the platform.
I assume this international visitor was new to big-city subways. I am not. I am also not new to the surge of electricity that can come when my creativity is given a life-affirming jolt. That was what I received last Tuesday, when I wrote here on The Artist’s Road that I was struggling to return to my creative work-in-progress after a long absence from it.
The advice, encouragement, and empathy I received was overwhelming. And it seems to have had an effect. Since writing that post, I have been rolling on my WIP. I blew off writing a blog post last Friday. I’ve neglected my Twitter feed. In fact, I was just working on a revision to my WIP now when I stopped to write this post. I will return to the revision as soon as I click “Publish.”
More blog posts will be coming, I assure you. But the WIP has my full attention right now. For the next few days, the blog named “The Artist’s Road” will take a back seat to the WIP tentatively titled “The Artist’s Road.”
See you on the other side.