Ever have one of those days where nothing works? I don’t even feel like I can type correctly. I have hit the delete key on seven words already and I’m not even past the first line of text. This is where I am at right now. I am not locked in. To be honest, I feel incapable of generating any halfway decent ideas. That sucks, because I went into the week feeling good about where I was at and catching up on required work. Now I recognize that I will likely skip the next writing opportunity and instead do nothing. Not work on other projects, not revise. Not plan. Nothing.
It is becoming harder and harder to be even remotely productive. I’m straight up worn out and unable to really focus on any real forward momentum. If I’m being honest with myself, I am about ready to cave and give up. I am closer than I’ve ever been to no longer being a writer and instead falling into the path of nothingness. I’m not living for myself right now. I’m living and doing for other people and there seems to be little me in any of it. As depressing as that sounds it is truth. Its a hard truth to see in yourself.
I might be done as a creator. Only time will tell.