Honestly? I do not know. I was getting up each morning and writing first thing – on both my blogs – without fail. Then, suddenly I stopped. I keep saying I am going to get back to it and then I don’t. My writing in GENERAL has suffered greatly. Same thing with my running. I’ve been running less and less and now I need to really push to get myself back to where I was.
The thing is I MUST do better. I don’t really understand it. I have always loved writing. It is my refuge. It is what I am good at and what I enjoy. But I don’t commit to it as I should. Part of it is having a young child in the house. I feel torn so much of the time and guilty when I sit down to write that I should really be doing something with them all the time. I need to schedule my time better. I need to figure out a way to make it all work.
This year started out with such high energy and then somewhere along the way – around late March, I lost it. I need to reclaim it. I need to actually DO that rather than prattle on and on about it.
So here I am. Back at the starting line yet again. I’m armed with a jug of my “writer’s gasoline” and ready to throw some fuel on the smoldering embers of creativity and commitment fighting to stay alive within me.