Thinking About,
Creating.
I haven't been creating much lately as far as writing. Nothing inspiring has come upon me. My Muse, Damon, seems to have left the building, or might be hibernating. Hopefully he hasn't totally given up on me, just because I spend time watching the cable news shows and having fun with my grandchildren. He gets frustrated with me when I refuse to sit down and work at writing. No, not work, writing really isn't work for me. Writing is something I do, (as I've stated before) because I have to.
Lately I haven't had the 'have to' urge. No burning sentences firing up the stoked ashes of my mental furnace. Except for a few e-mails, I write almost nothing. I'm stagnate, of course I think at my age, stagnate is better than pregnant. OH WAIT! I think I heard Damon groan. Let me listen! No, no stirring, no moaning, just the same old stillness.
I've tried meditating, to no avail. I've tried reading better books, enjoyed them but then I felt awful because I should be writing them instead of reading them, then I felt even worse, because I know I can't write that well.
Damon never much cared if I wrote well or not. For him the point was putting the thoughts and ideas he gave on paper. He isn't fussy about grammar. Precise syntax isn't a rule for him, or at least it wasn't, when he was hanging around, inspiring my writing. Maybe he figured I'd work at fixing up the errors, or at least find an editor to work on them for me. Oh well, that hasn't happened.
I always read the 'acknowledgment' section of books I read, and lordy there are so many people listed. Husband; parents; children; librarian; the scientist who gave the author details; a best friend who was there through each draft, giving suggestions; an editor; a publisher, and the list goes on. Guess what, I've only got Damon. If I were to write an acknowledgment and a note of thanks for encouragement, it would be just to Damon. Except for one son-in-law who liked Annon in that novel, which is still not doing anything but hanging out on the computer--in a couple different folders.
(Recently has been published as "The House of Annon", and I can thank Claudia, my daughter in law for editing)
Nope no creativity. No inspiration. No one to acknowledge except Damon, if he ever comes back or wakes up.
Gotta be something wrong with this picture. I'm going to go figure it out!
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