It goes without saying that we are living through a crazy time. I am lucky in that I can work from anywhere. I homeschool my kids, so that hasn’t changed. I always work from home when I act as the bookkeeper for my husband’s small business. I usually go to my favorite writing place, White Oak Coffee House, to work on my writing. I can’t go there right now, but surely I can write from home.
Yeah….my creative spark seems to have dimmed. My anxiety has spiked. My mind is so full of the harrowing facts of the present and the ‘what if’s’ of the future that there seems to be little room for sweeping romance.
Does this block sound familiar to anyone else? You’re definitely not alone.
Thursday is my writing day, and for the past three or four Thursdays I’ve just sat there, staring at a blinking cursor. So I decided to focus on other pursuits for a while. I finished a sweater for my daughter that I began back in December. I knit myself a cowl. And I’ve even started teaching myself how to sew, something I’ve always wanted to do.
Today I took some time and wrote out a scene that I had dreamed up (literally). I only wrote about three pages, but it still felt great.
As Mr Darcy would say, I hope you and your families are all in good health. Take very good care.
2 thoughts on “The Blinking Cursor”
I get it Brig. My motiviation for some things seems to have twittered away and I am not sure where I will find it. I continue with school and have been puttering around the house and the garden (when weather permits!) I have been crocheting little flowers that I am making into a bunting to put over the fireplace. (I guess that is something) Most of all I am really feeling family pangs! I miss you all especially the hugs! xoxoxo
We miss you too! It’s all very strange and weird. I did finally write a page or two the other day…that’s something!