out of breath

My writing is out of shape.

I fear Facebook and Twitter have made a micro-writer out of me. I may have forever lost the ability to run my proverbial pen beyond 140 characters. When I brace myself for the marathon of an article, journal entry, or blog post, I catch myself gasping for air merely a few sentences into the run, my writing lungs reacting violently to the demands of long-distance writing. My rhythm is awkward, my ideas bumpy. And then I freeze, out of breath, writing legs screaming in pain and telling me they can’t go on another sentence.

This is as far as I go for now. Must practice, so I can sprint again.