You know that feeling you get any post-huge holiday, where you have planned and plotted, prepared and executed. And suddenly what you’ve been eating-breathing-sleeping for days/weeks/months is over. You just walk around your house aimlessly, not knowing what to do. And…it feels really damn empty.
That is how I feel post NaBloPoMo. Suddenly, I have writers block. And I’m tired. And I have absolutely no thoughts. NO THOUGHTS, PEOPLE!
After a month of marathon writing, which I so totally enjoyed, I have spent the last several days not even thinking about writing. It’s like, if I don’t have a goal, then what is the point. Because come on, folks, there was no WAY I was missing a day. That’s just not how I roll. I always meet or exceed my goals! Okay, not always, but you see where I’m coming from. And I love blogging, right? So why the let down because I am sans a goal? That’s just…dumb.
I’m almost wishing that I had NaBloPoMo’d this month. But I thought I needed a little break from the pressure. And I had a shit-tastic Thanksgiving weekend and then week after. And honestly with Christmas coming and having all sorts of commitments, it is for the best that I did not participate. Right?
So today I’m writing this little ditty because it came to me, and you know as writers, when something comes to us, we have to write it down, lest it be gone for-ev’s. But tomorrow I’m picking myself up and I am going to have some writing ideas. I mean, I have some, but I’m not in love with them right now.
If you have ideas on what you think I should write about, I would love to hear them. Come on people, help inspire me!!