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Wordless · 23 June 2018


It is interesting. Today, I am speechless. So to speak.


As I am sitting here writing, I realize that I have nothing to say. Not one word. Which is odd, because here I am writing. So what am I writing? I have no idea. It is just that I know I must write. Period. It is like the proverbial shark who needs to keep moving in order to survive. I need to keep writing in order to survive. Writing is like oxygen to me. Without it, I will die.


Metaphorically, of course.


I am sure that if I stopped writing, my world would not come to an untimely end. I would still keep breathing and surviving. It is just that I would not be as fulfilled. Sure, there would be a little less drivel on the internet, but that does not matter to me. Littering the internet with my words is not really my concern. After all, it is not like I litter the ground or sea with garbage. (At least not consciously.) The internet has the capacity to take all my garbage and filter it out. Unlike the ground or sea.


But I am not here to preach about litter. I am just flabbergasted that I have no ideas. No thoughts. No words. (Ironic I suppose, since I have already written four paragraphs. If you can call them all paragraphs.)


Speaking (rather writing) of paragraphs. Is a paragraph a paragraph if there is only one sentence in it? Or only one fragment of a sentence? How many sentences does it really take to make a paragraph? One? Two? Three? The world may never know. All I know is that when I end a thought, I like to end the paragraph. Or so I was taught. Something like that anyway.


Well, I am not sure I am through writing about nothing, but it seems like I am about to stop. It is interesting. I never really know what is going to come out when I am speechless. Rather, wordless.


(For those counting, I wrote 339 words about being speechless. More when you count this parenthetical thought. I wonder if that is how those streams of consciousness writers write? All I know is that it is strange to be speechless and wordless, and yet still be able to write a few hundred words about nothing. I suppose some people think I do that every week.)

© 2018 Michael T. Miyoshi

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  1. I have those days as well. It’s interesting how much you can think to write even when you feel like you don’t have any inspiration to work with. :)

    — Lydia · 25 June 2018, 05:19 ·

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