Yes, finally! It only took almost two years to resurface. And before you ask, it wasn’t simply that I’d lost my ‘muse’. It was life in general that got the better of me.
Okay, maybe a little bit of it was that I hadn’t a single clue what to write next. I was stuck, and I was only able to manage 50,000 words of my novel ... my second one to be more precise. When did I get stuck? Well, exactly one week after I first signed up and completed NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in 2009. I had already been working on my first novel, but then decided that I would start an entirely new writing project just for NaNoWriMo.
I’m not sorry that I made that decision, except sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I didn’t. I mean, when I look back, I can’t help thinking about the fact that I’d have a novel completed by now, and I’d be going through the motions and possibly on the road to publication. Now all I have is two unfinished WIPs and a whole bunch of frustration scratching at the forefront of my mind saying, “Would you just finish me already. Sit your butt down and write.”
It’s not through lack of trying, but there are some things I simply can’t put on hold and sit down and write all day ... and believe me, I wish I could. After all, I’m a mum and that always takes priority it seems. Not that I’m complaining!
Over the past year, I’ve dislocated my knee—finding out after numerous tests that I am in deed missing half of the cartilage inside my knee—that was over eight weeks of being restricted to the bed, or the couch. Unable to drive and having to rely on others to drop off, and pick up the kids from school was absolute torture.
Of course, the usual suspects of life took over as well, but I won’t bore you with the details. And after a considerable amount of planning and a few life altering decisions I’m finally back to sitting at my desk and writing every day, right where I want to be.
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