|No one said a dry spell was pretty|
I'm struggling through a bit of a dry spell right now. (You may have noticed in the last couple of weeks, I've been a bit erratic about my posting.) With wedding planning, the daunting challenge of summer reading on the horizon at the library, and an apartment slowly disappearing under a mass of unwashed clothing, I've been a bit preoccupied. And those mornings before I work my night shifts at the library, the mornings that I swore would be dedicated only to writing? They have slowly been disappearing, stuffed with invitations into envelopes or thrown into the dishwasher with all that non-dishwasher friendly tupperware.
I know what you're about to say. It should take no time at all cut out 150 red favor boxes. And you're right, it didn't. My mother-in-law ended up doing it. But that's not the point. The point is, I'm having a hard time finding time to sit down at the computer, much less focus on writing anything for a period of more than five minutes. I was complaining about this to a friend of mine the other day, about how my writing life is going down the drain and it's driving me nuts. He patiently pointed out to me that a wedding generally only occurs once in a person's lifetime and mine will be ending in a couple of months. So, I'm letting it go. I vow to stop beating myself up and feeling guilty for not writing.
So my question for this week is: How do you survive the dry spell?