Ta is the SoCS word. So, I’ve taken the opportunity to tell a tale. Spoiler alert: no happy ending. Yet.
She used to weave the most tantalizing tapestries with threads of ethereal colours and such tactile textures. While she wove, she told tales. Sometimes just quietly inside her for company; sometimes out loud. Tears often got woven in; blood from pricked fingers and heart. But she wove, and she told. Even when it hurt. Tableaus came alive; stories tacked in and out of the wind; twists and twizzles; mis-woven patches. She used different tactics to tantalize and tease.
But, then her ability to weave tapestries and tales was taken. No one knows for certain why. Perhaps all the sadness ate away her creativity. Or her talent was limited and fleeting. People didn’t like the taste her writing left in their minds; tasteless and dry like ancient saw dust. Or white table wine and tankards of ale were to blame. She was tattered, and felt taunted by her past.
No more taffeta, taupe, and tangerine; nothing taffy sweet nor ironically tart. Just nothing. No wafting of tacamahac, tarragon and tansy. No tangle of words unspooled. No more tarot cards, or collages, images, prompts, tasks. No more tales written from the heart and the soul. She so wanted to write as before spirit, whimsy, angst, sensuality, humour, satire, sadness, and truth.
She felt bereft, depleted – something precious had been taken. Tantamount to being buried alive when a tale weaver’s hands shake so she can’t hold the needle because all that remains are tautological remnants of a time when she could weave tales and tapestries that came alive.
I’m sure you’ve guessed she is me. Writing kept me sane. But the sadness over the last six months, rather than fuel, stole my ability to write. I dropped out of more challenges than usual. And with months to think of it, no idea for A to Z. I feel like someone reached in and pulled out my writing, creating soul. To a writer (of sorts), that is loosing a most precious thing. Please, for once, can I have something back that was taken?