If you are a frequent reader of my blog, firstly, thank you! And secondly, you will notice things and posts come in fits and starts. Sometimes it is logistics, I am away and do not have access to a computer. Sometimes it's technical, my 8 year old laptop decided to have a meltdown. SOmetimes it's personal, as in super busy with whatever life catastrophe I am currently mopping up. But mostly, it is because my muse has taken a hike. Vamoosed. Am-scrayed. THIS is why I will never write a book. I just don't have the self control or intestinal fortitude to sit and make myself write something. Not yet anyway.
I usually write around 6am, kids are still asleep, Dave has just left for work, and I get my tea and I sit in my oversized chair and something will come to me. Maybe it is a friends post on Facebook, maybe it is something I read, or a teachers comment, or I am thinking of a friend in crisis. Something triggers it and and I just write. Out it flows. But, somedays, nothing. I sit with my laptop and tea and...nada. Nuthin'. I read and check things for inspiration...nope. I start something, read what I have written, and see it is forced. Backspace Backspace Backspace. I know I CAN write any time I like, but I won't like what I have written, it won't mean anything. I need that SPARK that catalyst that squeezes me like an over ripe plum, to get the juices flowing. I can tell, ever from writings from back in college, whether I was touched by my muse that day. The others...meh. And I don't believe that inconsistency can lead to a marketable talent. Too bad. Can you imagine getting PAID to write...I mean things you WANT to write? That indeed would be nectar of the gods, ambrosia on a serving spoon! So, I apologize for letting you down, sometimes for days at a time,. I will try and do better. Maybe I should get my Muse a coffee? See if it kicks her into high gear?
I usually write around 6am, kids are still asleep, Dave has just left for work, and I get my tea and I sit in my oversized chair and something will come to me. Maybe it is a friends post on Facebook, maybe it is something I read, or a teachers comment, or I am thinking of a friend in crisis. Something triggers it and and I just write. Out it flows. But, somedays, nothing. I sit with my laptop and tea and...nada. Nuthin'. I read and check things for inspiration...nope. I start something, read what I have written, and see it is forced. Backspace Backspace Backspace. I know I CAN write any time I like, but I won't like what I have written, it won't mean anything. I need that SPARK that catalyst that squeezes me like an over ripe plum, to get the juices flowing. I can tell, ever from writings from back in college, whether I was touched by my muse that day. The others...meh. And I don't believe that inconsistency can lead to a marketable talent. Too bad. Can you imagine getting PAID to write...I mean things you WANT to write? That indeed would be nectar of the gods, ambrosia on a serving spoon! So, I apologize for letting you down, sometimes for days at a time,. I will try and do better. Maybe I should get my Muse a coffee? See if it kicks her into high gear?
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