And now I must get back to work
Jan 3, 2008 Uncategorized
Seems like I forgot how to be productive. I think maybe what I should do is clean my desk because that’s a good way to re-orient myself. I have a lot to do but I seem to just be sitting here making random, ineffective stabs at my to-do list.
I’m thinking about my book and having mixed feelings about writing it. I’m tired of thinking about my mixed feelings.
Sometimes, as a writer, I feel like my gauge is on empty. I feel like I’ve used up every single idea I’ll ever have and that I’m totally depleted forever and ever. Even though I know this isn’t true, it’s a feeling that makes me want to curl up in a ball and shun the world.
The ironic thing about feeling empty is that you have to write more to fill yourself back up. You have to write into the emptiness, which sometimes seems counterintuitive. Writing is not for sissies; it’s a lot of work. Especially if your idea of a great writing day is unleashing your inner doubts, fears and demons onto paper. Ugh. Sometimes I wish I wrote fiction so at least I could disguise it all. Only the fiction writers I know don’t really have it any easier. It’s all work. There ain’t no free lunch, people!
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