My apologies right off the top for a dreary post.
My question is: When is a writer not a writer? No, this is not a riddle. Then maybe again it is … but I have no real answer for it. Maybe you do?
I’m tired. No, let me say that again … I’m so tired.
And I don’t feel particularly creative. My well is low – on motivation, energy, inspiration, ideas, stamina. Maybe it’s because I’m tired. And a little discouraged. And feeling a bit forgotten. Now, is that a great menu for a pity party, or what!
My creative well is rather plugged up with stuff, such as – lack of quality sleep (aware all the time while “on duty”, then at home it’s hard to relax from that), caregiving concerns (situation is getting more involved as Alzheimer’s gets worse), always trying to balance two households (but not knowing enough about my own anymore) 
physical pain (more since I had a fall a week ago, so add to the list an x-ray tomorrow AM), seeming to be invisible when it comes to the fellowship I was part of (probably “out of sight out of mind” because I seldom get there now), not having much interaction with writers (really need an ‘anytime chat’ place), needing a vacation (every second week at my own home is not a vacation), missing the ocean (my healing place), I have books to read and reviews to write (love doing both, time is a factor), I’m WAY behind in my emails and blog (many other demands and concerns),
and —
I hate that I sound like such a whiner!
Of course, my sister also has her own set of life stuff going on along with our caregiving commitment. It’s always interesting!
Okay, I need a hug. Where is my grandson when I need him?
There must be an up side to all this. Yes, of course there is.
- 1. Our loved one gets to stay in his own home for as long as we can help him.
- 2. We get the privilege of honouring him through giving of our time for him.
- 3. My sister and I are learning as we go while also learning to work together to make a stressful situation workable.
- 4. We have fibre optics here! 😉
- 5. … hmm 5. … ?
I’m sure there’s more to add but right now I can’t think of it. (Was that you I heard say, “Good!”) This has been a writing exercise for me if nothing else, and hopefully my next post will be more upbeat after the tropical storm and hurricane pass tonight and tomorrow.
By the way, I don’t believe it’s writer’s block that’s got me in this place, it’s weariness and life stuff. Otherwise I could take some tips from my own Writer’s Helps page. 🙂
In the meantime, can you answer my question? When is a writer not a writer? What do you do when you not only can’t come up with ideas but you hardly are interested in trying?
Thanks for reading, and … Creative Musings! 🙂
Polilla Writes 