There are good days and bad days. There are happy days and sad days. And then there are just…plain ol’ days. I’ve been stuck in a weird head space for several months now. Time is zipping by as quick as a blink of the eye. The more time that goes by, the harder it is to get in the head space that makes me want to change things. And then the Universe shows up in my inbox.
Low days exist to remind you that you still have choices.
High days, Silver, exist to remind you of how fast you rebound… among other things.
Boing,
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High days, Silver, also remind you that no matter where you’ve been, I can still reach you.
I need to boing. Okay, to be honest, I need a friggin’ bungie cord and a high bridge to get the boing back. I’m tired of the low days and would love to have a high day. I’m searching for it, eventually I’ll find it. And that’s about as optimistic as I can get at the moment. How ’bout you? How do you find your boing?
Don’t ask me. I’m still in the dry well. I’d need to climb out and then get to someplace with good elevation to even attempt a boing. Although, I read something yesterday that harkened back to a thought I had that might be the light in the tunnel. It’s entirely possible my whole problem is that I’m bored with my stories. Or rather the stories I’m supposed to be writing right now. So now I’m thinking about writing something totally different to kind of shock myself out of this malaise. Maybe this is the time to write that Arthurian UF. Or the SF with the evil space bunnies. I’m getting sick and tired of this well. Harrumph.
Yeah…I think that might be a good idea. Get out of the groove we’ve worn in the creative carpet. Jump into something our imaginations WANT to engage in. I must ponder this!
I like BE’s suggestion. Because that’s what I do. I write what I want not what I “should”. Harder path, maybe, but happier (for me) as well. I hope you find your “boing”, Silver. And I hope Iffy gets out her scissors again. 😀
Sadly, though, I have some stuff that HAS to be written. Maybe if I let Iffy lose with what she WANTS to write, I can corral her into also working on what MUST be written. We’ll see. 🙄