sadI have good reasons for this (my mother died recently and I'm allowed to grieve; my current job is ending and I don't have another lined up so I'm allowed to be worried) but it still feels like I should have more energy and enthusiasm for doing something I love.
I don't, and I don't know why.
Maybe because I stopped my daily writing habit. Maybe it's because my desk is crappy and it makes my shoulders hurt to work at it. Maybe because it's all original material and it's harder than writing in someone else's sandbox. Maybe I need some new ideas...
Hopefully, something snaps back into place soon, because I miss feeling like writing's a joy, not a chore. :(
On the plus side, the trees blossoms are out, the flowers are rising from the earth, and I can (almost) go outside in shirt-sleeves.
