People inspire me. What they say and how they behave are ideas that get me writing. When they leave or just disappear from my life, I will be inspired to write some more for a week or two, and then there will only be silence.
No amount of free writing will make me come up with something I’d be happy with.
I can write a rant about a number of things, but I feel I am too old to be making my rants public. I’m supposed to have better self-control and calm that go with age.
At the moment I have zero inspiration for any creative thinking. It is too bad that one’s spouse can’t be an inspiration. My husband is a wonderful person, my best friend number 1. A witty, sometimes very funny and intelligent man. But he is so real to me. So real. And I say that with love.
What gives me inspiration is having people around me who can call forth my imagination, and right now my brain’s a desert.
Where’s Bradley Cooper when you need him?
Writers block is a sordid affair, with grubby fingers, poking everywhere, an abusive fellow who will not let go until sure that you, are wrung dry of priceless crystal, of which, the best specimens, cannot form, without him. Chill.
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You said it so beautifully. Thanks for dropping by and sharing your thoughts. That was truly encouraging! 🙂
Whenever I hit periods like this, I just don’t stress writing a post!! A small break is usually all it takes.
Thanks for dropping by and for the tip. I did take a small break, and it helped. 🙂