I usually have the written version of verbal diarrhea and have to pull myself back and rewrite everything, cutting words with abandon. Writing has always come easily to me. Lately though, I seem to have lost my flow and jump from subject to subject. Not like me at all. I feel so lost without lots of writing. My latest scribbler is looking a bit pathetic because all I've written has been about thirty pages or so. Even my reading has taken the back seat lately. I try to keep track of what I've read and since the beginning of September I've read less than two dozen books. That has got to be the all-time lowest number of books read record for me. I normally read about two or three books a week. I'm stuck!! It is scaring the hell out of me! Is it the weather? All that brown out there can't be good. (I hate brown - it just depresses me even thinking about it.) Maybe it is the lack of snow?
It would be different if I was productive in other areas but I'm not. I am just at a standstill. I have barely done any Christmas preparations. Except today. Today I baked two large bread wreaths, two medium fruit loaves, two small fruit loaves (all but one to give away), six dozen whipped shortbread, four dozen phyllo triangles (made and frozen), a loaf of plain bread, two pork tenderloins, with all the trimmings - potatoes, vegs and more vegs. (I was pretty pleased with myself, I'll tell you!) Hubby and I brought up all the Christmas stuff and I put on all the lights. Two stings decided they should quit working after I put them on the tree, this despite checking them first. sigh.
Is anyone else hitting this type of malaise this fall? Is it just me? Perhaps it is the weather? I think I said that already...sigh. I sure have been whiny this fall...Good thing the new year is getting close....
Sunday, December 11, 2011
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