Do you do that? Ah, I see now where I’m headed…I want to know about your writing rhythms. And share about the stumbles in mine.
I read all these wonderful blogs, and it seems like everyone has something to say all the time. Maybe my life just isn’t all that interesting. Pretty routine, actually…
I realize this is all an illusion…that the pauses between writings of others are not so noticeable to me as my own, naturally. And some of you will occasionally announce a hiatus from writing. Those are encouragement for me—sad, because I miss some of you who temporarily suspend writing, but encouraging for the thought that you, too, have moments of no words.
MIL is discouraged about her own writing. Immigrant Daughter has given her a lot of joy in sharing with her family and others about her life. Now she is in a bit of a funk, and last night confessed that she has been working several days on one post that just doesn’t seem to want to come out.
I think that MIL’s problem is one of a bit of depression. She is not one to give in to this, stalwart that she is, but this is the month of the third anniversary of her husband’s death. I think those memories just seem to overshadow everything.
But, just yesterday I stepped out to a morning with a bit of a nip in the air. It was not really cool, just coolish. There was a noticeable difference that signaled the turning of the season. The day brought temperatures in the 90’s again to keep us aware that it is still August, but that initial nip was a harbinger of fall after an extremely hot summer.
And tomorrow is September! For some reason I think this turn in the calendar may be a turn upwards for those of here struggling to write!
We have a long Labor Day Weekend approaching, and it will be quiet here. MIL and I have already planned a movie date. Son has been out of town on business most of the last two weeks. He and I are looking forward to putzing around the house and getting caught up on a few chores—at a leisurely pace. And I will look forward to reading all your posts about Labor Day cookouts and fun times with families…I promise not to bore you with details of my chores.
So, do you have a magic cure for writer’s block? I’d love to have it…and share with MIL. C
PS – not to worry—you know that I am never at a loss for words for very long…I’m sure another rant is just around the corner.