Hey all, I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything; life has been getting in the way a little bit. Or at least, that’s what I’ve been telling myself. I’d like to blame it on the fact that I had a full-time contract job from August through November. Or how—in what were some of the worst weeks of my life—I nearly lost my best fuzzy friend in the world when my cat got really sick (something I’ve tried probably a dozen times to write about since but can’t quite find the words I need). I’ve got excuses up the wazoo about the holidays, and housework, and hobbies, and non-stop job hunting. But after spending the entire day staring at a blank page I have to acknowledge the fact that while all those things are certainly contributing factors, the real problem is that my heart simply hasn’t been in it lately.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I haven’t wanted to write for this blog, it’s that every time I sit down to post something I either end up staring at a blank page for hours and hours until I give up or if I do manage to put words on the page they all sound wrong. It looks and sounds like writer’s block but it feels more like a motivation issue than a lack of ideas. If writer’s block is like beating my head against a wall until something comes to me, this is like a candle that’s been blown out. One feels like an external issue, the other an internal one. Fortunately, this problem seems to be restricted to this particular medium and hasn’t affected the novel—which is plodding along steadily. Still, it’s a troubling issue and one I’m not sure how to resolve. I’m hoping by posting this I’ll spark something or at the very least lay the groundwork for getting back into the habit of blogging.
All this to say, I’m sorry for the prolonged absence and with a little patience and a lot of luck I hope to get this blog back up and running again soon.