Or something like that.
As you may have noticed posts have been few and far between the past few weeks; I know I certainly have.
I can attribute this to a few different things:
- Life has been busy. By the time I get done with a day’s work, sometimes I am just to wore out to write.
- Nothing too grand or exciting has happened.
- Because nothing too exciting has happened, finding positive things to post has been exceedingly difficult.
- I feel like I hit a peak a few weeks ago when I posted about my grandfather, and since then I feel like nothing I have written has been “as good.”
So, literally, on most days I have sat and stared at my computer screen and either, A). wrote nothing, or, B). wrote something, read it, and proceeded to delete it.
This is the reality of how I feel:
For the writer’s out there, you know what I mean. Writer’s Block is so discouraging. You try and try, and then…nothing. It is quite possibly one of the biggest de-motivators out there.
So, while I was not discouraged to the point of quitting, I was discouraged enough to not work through it. Sometimes, I think a break is just necessary for redefining things. Like why am I writing? And was the original goal reasonable? I don’t know the answers to those questions yet…and the answers might redefine the parameters of my goal.
But today, at least today I could write about not writing. And that makes me feel the slightest bit better.
Here’s to the hope that inspiration returns.
Peace and Blessings.