I woke up with this post in my head and I’m slowly learning to just “go with it.”
So I went with it
Over the years I’ve seen that I work in cycles of various lengths.
Jobs? Two years max!
Daily exercise at a club? About 1.5 years!
Regular worship attendance? Very varied so I guess it is never what you could call “regular.”
But writing? That’s one part of me with a cycle I cannot yet figure out. And after the last few weeks I am no longer trying to figure it out – I'm sort of just "accepting" it's cycle….[or whatever it has]
I just finished up an e-book about the 10 Commandments [a political snarky take on same] and I thought “wow! I’m on a roll with writing – let me finish up another of the ones I’ve started.” [There are more than a few.]
Bad idea. I could not put words to computer at all or even work at videos, etc. – instead I sniped at anyone who talked to me.
I was in a very foul mood and still I tried to write. It was not working at all and I was getting grouchier.
Then I basically said, “screw this” and decided to give up on writing about anything. It felt like a big defeat.
I took a staycation. I played computer games, read a whole lot of books, spent time on web browsers – mostly feeling like my own words had left my head forever.
After 2 weeks, the muse came back. I am writing this, getting back to videos, and I working on material for a class I teach.
But that muse won’t touch e-books right now!
Lesson learned? My muse did not desert me.
- She needed a break.
- She too has a cycle – just like me.
Why did I not know this?
- Because when I was in my foul mood I was not thinking.
I'm not sure if it's part of an aging experience and emotional changes, if it's just me or just situational