I’m having one of those days, when I WANT to write, but have done everything possible to make it NOT happen.
I started two posts (another JA on the screen post & another CBCA post) early this morning but neither were working so I cleaned the kitchen instead – top to bottom – the silver is gleaming, the splashbacks are sparkling and all that crappy stuff (a broken magnet from the fridge, dead batteries, dust gathering mini-candle holders (used once) & some kind of screw/hook thingy) that were cluttering up the edges – GONE! With bonus points for emptying the food & rubbish bins as well.
Which made me realise I needed to do a grocery shop that included a tour down the cleaning aisle, via a stop at my favourite cafe on the way. A load of washing, a few chapters of my book over lunch, followed by cleaning out the kettle and sorting out the wine & shoe cupboard (a new delivery (of wine not shoes) arrived yesterday).
I sat down to write again, but got distracted by emails and online banking before deciding to clean up the apps on my phone. The whole time, with one ear tuned to the radio to hear if anything else was happening with the leadership challenge (groan) happening in Canberra.
Enough was enough, so I swept the front porch and watered the garden and pot plants.
And guess what?
I still WANT to write, but what to write?
Isn’t it awful to have the desire, but not the creative flow.
To be willing and able, but not inspired.
What to do?
Shut down the keyboard once again.
Hit the pavement.
Get some fresh air.
Smell the roses (or the new spring blossoms at least).
Try again later.
What do you do when you want to write but the muse goes missing?