Still trying to find my way back

I feel as if I’m drifting in a small boat through the fog, drowsy, picking up snatches of muffled conversation as I pass by. But in reality the boat has docked. The fog has cleared. So why can’t I wake up? Quick, someone slap me.

I feel as if I’m drifting in a small boat through the fog, drowsy, picking up snatches of muffled conversation as I pass by. But in reality the boat has docked. The fog has cleared. So why can’t I wake up? Quick, someone slap me.

Little did I know when I took a break to prepare for Christmas that it would be so hard to get back to work. Even with a painful back (now on the mend) I should be able to wrap my brain around putting one word after another. The spirit is willing, but the mind is weak.

I opened my WIP last night and read through it, but didn’t add anything. It’s not even that I don’t know what scene comes next because I do, several scenes in fact. I’m not discouraged, or blocked, just scatter-brained.

That goes for social media too. I open Twitter, but nothing comes to mind to say. Ditto for Google+. For a few minutes, I lurk, reading what others have to say, and then leave. I can’t even think of anything worthy to say on my Facebook page.

Maybe I need more sleep. Or less caffeine. I need something, that’s for sure. I’m trying not to listen to that voice that’s whispering that maybe this is it. I’ll never write again. *sigh*

I know you’re better disciplined. It’s probably been easy for you to get back to work. And since we’re on the topic, what are you working on exactly?

Photo: The Lady of Shalott by William A. Breakspeare (1872-1903).

29 thoughts on “Still trying to find my way back

    1. I know it didn’t happen last year, Christa, because I was busy preparing to publish, but I do hope it passes soon. I’m going to open that file again tonight and see if anything comes. Maybe we’re supposed to be quiet and listening.

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  1. I’ve been scattered on being “social” this week. I’ve flipped my computer time schedule to focus on writing in the morning and other stuff later in the day. So, I’m still working out this new routine. Very little FB and Tweeting for me and it’s OK. Good luck getting yourself back into the groove of things.

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    1. No, I haven’t, Mary Jean. I don’t even know where to find one. I’d like to reset my “internal gyroscope” for real, as bouts of vertigo are a problem for me. Sometimes my staggering has nothing to do with wine. 🙂

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      1. Labyrinths are tucked away in lots of natural spots, in churches, on the grounds of hospitals and parks. Maybe if you Google it, there’s one near you. Or you can draw one in the sand for yourself (see some patterns on the Internet. The Labyrinth Company shows them). Wherever, you set an intention, walk the path slowly and pay attention to the moment. Pause in the middle, walk back out. And pay attention. It’s very personal. An ancient system for getting in touch with oneself. Best wishes.

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        1. I walked something similar, a spiral not a labyrinth, in a rose garden in Nebraska this fall. It was hard to meditate though since I was not alone. I’ll look for something near hear … and if I find one, I’ll go alone.

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  2. This is terribly selfish of me to say,but O thank god I’m not the only one!

    *sigh*
    It feels like I am battling my brain, and that brain is coated in cake batter. If you figure out how to break out – let us know!

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    1. You’ve described it pretty well, Bon! 🙂 I feel like I’m finally waking up today, and then the elation/disappointment described in my latest post was a zinger that just might set the words free. I’ll know in a while, when I open my WIP.

      I hope your brain clears soon! I know it’s frustrating.

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