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Hi all. My insecurities this month are all about inspiration, or the lack there of. I have a few ways of maintaining my inspiration to write, or egging it on if it ever flounders. I take a walk, read something out of my comfort zone, watch a favourite movie, etc. All of which usually work a treat. Trouble is, these once reliable remedies have recently failed me.
Instead of waking up thinking of the next plot twist or character tweak, I wake to spend my days busy doing nothing. The following springs to mind:
I’m smiling listening to this because it reminds me of my dear ole’ dad, who used to sing this at his mum when she nagged him to get up off the sofa and do something with his kids when we visited on the weekends. Bless her, she had no chance. He was a lazy so and so!
Anyway, I digress.
The thing is, I’m not being lazy … as such. In fact, I really am busy. Busy doing a million and one things, day in day out, but none of them are writing the NA fantasy story I need to finish for someone. None of them are editing the next story for release under my pseudonym. And none of them are finishing the damn Supes series (will this EVER happen?)!!!!
The terrifying truth is:
Will I ever write again? Did I do TOO MUCH writing this year, for other people, and has that in some way sapped my soul? Drained my imagination?
Good news (and partly why I’m so busy):
After several months, we finally sold our house! Hurrah.
How? Well, the day after I told both estate agents to press the pause button on our listing (planning to take it down till Feb/March because of viewing fatigue), one of the agents called and practically begged me to allow a couple to view the house before we took it off the market. I reluctantly agreed, cleaned and posed the house, and welcomed them into our home.
They came, they saw, they loved it!
Alll good, yes! But then they emailed me last week (only one week after listing their house for sale) to tell me they are about to accept an offer!! ALREADY? How quick was that? We expected it to be after Christmas, at the very least. This is good for them, of course.
BUT WE HAVE NOWHERE TO MOVE TO!!
And there’s nothing thrilling for sale in the area we’re looking, a the moment. Seems everyone else decided to take their houses off the market for Winter, as we had intended. Grrr!
I have arranged around thirty viewings over the weekend (Hubs has been working away for the past two weeks and as I don’t drive, I’ve had to wait for him to return till we can go find our new home), but none of those houses excite me. I’m hoping that at least one ‘feels’ right when we step inside. It’s difficult to tell on photographs.
Please let one of them feel like ‘home’!!
[Had enough exclamation points yet? Yep, me too.]
Also, I need to make time next week, as my mum’s visiting from Spain for around ten days, and there are numerous family visits which always come with a mummy-visit. And of course, Christmas is around the corner! Got your prezzies ready to go? Cards? Tree up?
So, I can’t see this awful non-writing situation changing anytime soon (despite needing to get that story to the client!!) – [Oops, more exclamation points].
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Well, that’s my insecurity exposed for another month. What are yours this November going into December? Anyone else fear inspiration — that unquenchable tug of desire to open your computer and nose about in the lives of imaginary people — has gone for good?