Read about Izzy’s summer vacation in “Microfiction #2”
It is at times like this, laying in my bed at ten minutes till midnight, that I find myself thinking about all the writing I haven’t done in months. Where did my drive go? What happened to the overly motivated writer pushing out content left and right? The truth of it is something I can’t put into words the answers.
Life has, for a lack of a better way of saying it, been a nightmare these past few months. I find myself constantly playing the past over and over in my head that it eventually meshed with the present. Once that happened, I no longer knew my right from my left, which way was up, which way was down – you get the idea. And like a played-out cliche, I think about how I could do better starting on Monday.
It’s never that simple, though, is it?
It’s never that simple because life is all about repetition no matter if you like to change things up often. And whether you want to admit it or not, we are in some ways creatures of habit. We must be if we’re going to accomplish anything, like, I don’t know, say….writing. Never mind all the other intricacies that go with being a writer and what a writer must do to be a better writer. But it’s all about creating and maintaining the writing habit. And the greatest thing about that is if we ever need to step away for a while, we have the tools to get back into the habit of writing, discovering, and learning.
So, here’s to starting over on Monday.