I feel it is my duty to inform you that Trailer Park Love Story is on hiatus.
I'm going to take this opportunity to do something a little frightening and let you all know that I haven't been able to write for a little while now.
Not.
At least.
Like I used to.
I could begin whinging and take up a solid few thousand words describing how devastating writer's block is, but chances are, you know already.
Being creatively blocked is something that happens to every creative person I have ever known, and it is maddening.
You call into question every single thing you do throughout the day, because if it isn't related directly to re-inspiring yourself, or rededicating your art, you feel it is a waste of time.
We are, however, just living our lives the best we can, and this includes weathering periods of drought.
Only, I'd forgotten what a person does when in severe drought.
One goes through every container one has and searches for a secret cache of water.
One such container of mine came up empty. I had my laptop crash on me in April. With it went a good amount of story beginnings. Things I hadn't backed up because at the time I thought, "meh, it's just a beginning, just a page or two, nothing serious."
How wrong I was, when I discovered that they were lost for good. In a time of drought, even the most meager amount of sustenance is crucial.
Since then, I have been throwing myself this way and that, trying to dredge up any page of writing I could find to start my fire again, and I have been missing out on what life experiences I could have been having, which is the equivalent of freaking out looking for a container to catch water when it rains, forgetting that you can just tip your head back and open your mouth.
Prepare yourselves, loyal, and friendly readers.
I am going to do some living.
And see what writing comes when I am no longer looking for it.
Will post as soon as I have collected some.
xo
