I have tried many times over the years to do that very thing. But, unlike Floyd, I get so distracted. People watching, birds singing, etc. calls my attention away from my inner creativity. Inspiration wanes. Words get stuck somewhere unknown to me. Thoughts hide as the intruders intrude.
In this new place where I live, they have a small "business area" where you can go and use their computers. I've thought maybe that would be a good place to write. Nope, too sterile an environment. We have an outdoor "cabana" area adjacent to the pool. Comfy couches, TV, etc. I've thought, that might be a great place to write. Nope. Too humid out. And because I imagine there must be bees drinking in the nectar from all the different flowers, I prefer not to disturb them. (Yeah, sure!)
I'm not sure the path these particular words have taken, but this I am sure of: It's OK that I'm not as consistent as Floyd or other bloggers, like my daughter. I am me. I am the writer that my Father created me to be. Different. Undisciplined at times. Challenged in the focus department sometimes.
But, this, too, I am sure of: My heart is overflowing with a good theme; I write compositions concerning The King; my fingers are the pen of a ready writer. (Psalm 45:1) I write truth. I seek to inspire others to see the goodness of our God. I write to encourage and it's all Because of Him and Unto Him,