It happens every time. Without fail.
I got through a period of heartbreak or big personal growth, only to find myself snack dab in the middle of contentment and general happiness with my life.
Yeah. It sounds awful, doesn’t it? Well, yeah, I know, it’s not. But there is one downside to all this “everything’s coming up roses” attitude I have on life right now: I find it nearly impossible to write.
Most of my writing experience thus far has either been commercial or completely personal, where I just spit words out onto a page and post this shit. Now, I can do commercial writing for forever; just give me a topic, I’ll write about it. But the problem I’m facing right now is a general malaise when it comes to growth in my personal writing.
Every morning, I wake up and I think, “Ok, so you don’t have any truly amazing revelations and you don’t have anything deeply personal you want to muse about, but dammit, Kelly, you still have to write!”
So I brainstorm on the walk to work. I thought about writing about the whole TSA thing going on right now, but then I would just be one blog in a haze of other, cleverer blogs ranting about the same thing. So I let the task of writing that day slip through my fingers.
And honestly, I’m kind of feeling a little bit private right now. I’m working out a lot of the kinks in my life, slowly but surely. I have nothing much to complain about. I have amazing friends and family and have found activities that nourish me. Hell, even my appetite is back on track.
I know some of you want to give me a running bitch slap right now, but suck it up. Life ebbs and flows and some of you may be going through a rough patch and some of you may not. Just know you’ll probably switch positions in a few months. If not, jeebus, let a sister know and I’ll do whatever I can to turn that frown upside down.
I digress. My point is, I’ve found it increasingly harder to write the better my mood gets. I’m not sure how to overcome this hurdle, but I definitely want to. I don’t want to have to be a mopey sad sack in order to write well. And I certainly don’t want to have to give up writing in order to be happy.
Any writers out there that have solutions to making themselves write when they just don’t seem to have any inspiration at all?