Tap. Tap. Tap. My fingers dance across the keyboard. One by one the words step forward to make an appearance in my daily musings.
Delete. Delete. Delete.
Damn it. I am plagued by the same old song and dance. Just as I feel a current of inspiration, I lose my train of thought and words clumsily trip out of my fingertips, creating a staccato rhythm I find distracting to the writing process. In the background, the water runs in the shower, a reminder that I really need to contact the landlord.
This seems to happen to me a lot lately. I feel I have so much to say, but I’m either unable to form coherent sentences or I feel completely incapable of writing about certain details of my life out of respect to family, friends, and a boyfriend who would all probably prefer a veil of anonymity in my blog.
I can’t say that I blame them. But from a writer’s perspective, not being able to liberally say what I feel puts me–and my writing–at an extreme disadvantage.
This blog was once the center of my world. I fed it, sustained it, and connected through it and it helped me along during some of the darker periods. Over the past few months, however, I’ve tossed it aside as other projects took priority. I feel terribly guilty for neglecting my baby–this home I felt I could always return to.
I’m at a crossroads in my blogging. I am inspired by the new direction my career has taken, but my creativity here has dwindled. I don’t want to ignore the corner of the web I have established here and am afraid that if I take mini breaks every now and then that this blog will collect dust and fade into oblivion.
I’ve seen it happen way too many times and it’s something I’d like to avoid at all costs possible.
This is my blogging dilemma and therein lies the struggle.
Has this ever happened to you? Was it a passing phase, and how did you manage to continue at it? HELP!
Also a special shout-out to my friends celebrating Passover tonight. Our family get-together was cancelled this year on account of illness, but my aunt and uncle have graciously invited me and my cousin for dinner. It’ll be small and sweet. Hope you all have a happy and healthy Pesach with loved ones at sundown. XOXO