Sometimes writing’s hard to do. At other times, it’s effortless. But then there are the times when you’re like — Writing, who?
I’m a writer and I confess. I get writer’s block. <sitting down>
Most of the time the wordless time periods come from having a lot going on in my personal life. For instance, the last 3 years has been rather dry. Why? I am an older woman who now has a 3-year-old, a son in college and one in his last year of high school. <Dumb. I get it.>
That leaves me in a position of parenting up, and down. Needs have changed. Diets have morphed. And my need for sleep has skyrocketed. <Yeah, uh-huh.> Then, there’s just the shocks of life, the absence of life via passing to that next realm of which we know little. That happened late last year to three close family members. I was devastated.
How do you move forward without negating their existences? Without “properly” mourning them? This is what I’ve finally learned — you LIVE. You continue to do what you know you’re supposed to do. For me, that’s to write. To go to my day job. To have deep conversations with my children. To play with my daughter. To wrestle with my budget to make it stretch further. To be human.
That’s why I’ve stopped the madness and forced myself to look at my ‘inventory.’ My longer works still are in need of editing. However, my short fiction was in pretty decent shape. So, The SciFi End of the Supernatural, a collection of science fiction short stories came into being. It will be available on Jan 30th in print and ebook formats.
This book wouldn’t have been possible without my writing communities #WriteStuff and #StoryDam. Both groups support me, and listen to me, and I them. They help me get it that writers are a kooky bunch. We’re NOT normal, nor were we ever meant to be. That’s the way it is.
Our job is to translate the madness in our psyches into readily digestible written forms of entertainment so that you can pass the time away when your life becomes overwhelming. That’s what we do.
What do you do to captivate, inspire and dream?