It hit me for the first time yesterday....a strong desire NOT to write. I knew that I was running on a steam that could only last so long, I just am trying not to panic. Being the rational, mature adult I am I automatically thought that my desire had left my body for good. Like inspiration is a balloon tethered to my wrist and one gust of wind could snap the string and send it floating away from me. That's just silly (the idea not the metaphor). My inspiration is probably just tried right now. I'm getting close to completion of my works busy time and it has been fast but exhausting. My husband is a first year teacher, so he's tried too. Our dog, Willie, well that little guy is always tired when there isn't space to sprint. We are in a tired house. The dishes need doing, the laundry is piling up, and pup fluff needs to be vacuumed from the carpet. Life is happening, so my fantasy worlds are taking a back seat.
I finished the outline for my NaNoWriMo novel a while back. Upon letting it sit I've started to fear that it's too quiet and boring. That I haven't put enough action or things happening in it. But another this hit me, it's a first draft outline. Well, to be fair more like a third draft, but it's a DRAFT. I have very vague descriptions that could easily evolve into multiple chapters. My outlines were even less detailed when I was a kid. I usually would just write the chapter number and put initials to represent the characters featured in the scene. Everything else was locked away in my head. Also, there is research about my setting I have yet to get off my ass and do. Most of the time I stay vague with settings to avoid headaches and homework. Unfortunately, my brain decided on a very specific location and unless I can convince my husband we should honeymoon there, I need to hit the internet.
Ugh...it's time to get ready for work. Hopefully this dry spell is nothing more than a temporary need for creative refueling. If it isn't, then I will just need to kick myself harder to I'm ready for November!
Sorry this is a short one...you know....inspiration struggle is real.
Xoxo
Tootles!
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