This month, I have felt really inspired to create.
It’s felt like a nice change.
With the weather getting increasingly gray and depression-y yuck, it has helped to be able to create and channel my energies into blogging while still hibernating from the outside world (it’s a win-win). Each day I think about (okay, obsess over) what I might blog about, and I am constantly drafting pieces of posts in my head.
Inspiration isn’t the issue.
It’s not having the flexibility to write when I get these urges to write that is the problem…because I’ll think of something awesome as I am falling asleep, or in the shower, or while changing the dirtiest poopy diaper blowout (think, like, day old Indian food. with undigested corn. you’re wellllllcome) and then the carefully crafted sentences just sliiiiiip away, usually gone forever.
This month, my husband knows, when I am typing furiously and I barely answer him when he asks how he looks in his new knee-high gym socks, to NOT BOTHER ME. I AM IN THE ZONE!!! MUST. BLOG. NAO.
(Like, just now, he left to go up to bed……or was that an hour ago?)
So, not being able to write when I want to is frustrating, but such is my life for the past year. I can’t do anything when I actually want to anymore. I can’t sleep, eat, pee with the door closed, or dance naked unless Dylan is also sleeping, eating, etc. respectively. (We observe such time-honored family traditions as the “pants-off dance-off.” It’s epic, you should try it).
So, that’s the bad side. The good side is that I’ve been reading people’s GREAT STUFF and I have been taking some stock of my own stuff and I just got to meet THE BLOGGESS and I’m all like YAASSSSSS!!! IF THEY CAN WRITE ALL THE FUNNY THINGS, SO CAN I. And write I will.
And I’ve started to think about what stories I want to tell (mostly because I am running out of ideas, and partially because I want to push myself and maybe write about some new things). For some reason, I feel an urge to write about traumatic things that have happened to me in a short story format. Does that sound interesting to people? I supposed I could just try it, and if it falls flat, then lesson learned.
Any other words of advice for someone like me who wants a challenge, who feels inspired in a general sense, but just needs a push in some direction?
Sorry about the rambling post today, but it certainly does capture the head space I am in right now.
Welcome to my head space.
Psychobabble 