Saturday, November 19, 2011
Saying goodbye to the day
In the fading light
London, ON, September 2011
It's been an odd few days around here, the upshot being that I haven't had a whole lot to say. Sometimes, life just does that. It tosses you an unseen curve and you're left standing there wondering what the hell just happened. And when the answers don't come, the little voices inside my head sometimes decide to take a bit of a siesta.
All of this leaves me staring at cursors on blank screens for extended periods of time. And wondering when the muse will kick back into gear and turn me once again into a writer. Or at least a wannabe-writer. Because sometimes it's okay to wobble a little bit. I'm lucky enough that every time that seems to happen, things snap back into place soon enough.
It's when that loop doesn't get closed - for me or for anyone who matters to me - that I begin to worry. But for now I can't control any of that. It is what it is, and I'm glad I'm still here to ponder it.
Your turn: How do you get back on your game after you've been thrown off of it?
One more thing: I'm not feeling particularly Thematic right about now. In case you are, however, it continues here.