And by the way, everything in life is writeable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
I’m thinking of taking a break. Like, an actual, official hiatus from posting. Of course, some of you may think I’ve already done so, since I hardly post anything beyond the Three Things series and the occasional photo anymore. I don’t necessarily want to, but I also don’t like feeling guilty for not posting, and I think giving myself permission to take an official break would ease that feeling somewhat.
The title of this post is somewhat misleading. I don’t think I really have writer’s block. I think I’m just lazy and unmotivated. I have a lot of things on my mind, and many of them I wouldn’t mind sharing with you, but it seems that I just can’t be bothered to take the time to put them in writing. I read other people’s words (like this and this and this) and find myself wishing I had the determination and ability to write like that. I think I used to, in the beginning of all of this, and through the first year or so, but I haven’t written anything that makes me feel like I’m a writer in months. I know, of course, that the only way to be a writer is to write, every day, and yet . . .
Everything’s building up in my head. Here are some things I’ve considered posting about lately:
1. The story behind this photo
2. P. He’s back in my life, in a manner of speaking, via the magic of Facebook and I have a lot of conflicting feelings about it/him.
3. My grandparents gave the Princess this for Christmas (among other things), and of course she loves it. I was appalled, and even nearly a week later, am still a bit aghast. (Note 1: the one the Princess got is not wearing denim capris; she’s wearing a barely there denim mini. Note 2: I seriously hope my grandparents did not pay $100 for this)
4. The disaster that is my current “effort” at weight loss
5. My parents have been separated for three years as of this past November, yet they spend nearly all their time together, and no one ever tells me what’s going on.
And, of course, I still owe a recap of Days 8, 9, 10 of our 10-day trip at the end of August/beginning of September.
Maybe I need to do another NaBloPoMo or something, I don’t know. But I definitely think I need to either commit to writing regularly or walk away for a little bit, and I haven’t decided which way the chips will fall just yet. I’ll keep you posted. (Ha.)