They’re the barest hint of shadow dogging your footsteps. They’re sneaky. Every year I’m warned about the winter blues and think they’re not near me and then suddenly, around mid to late January, realize they’ve been sticking to my side.
They’re a feeling of blah. Of no motivation. And it sucks.
I marched in New York City this weekend. It was peaceful, friendly, and determined. Here are some of the pictures I took. Enjoy!
Author Dorothy L. Sayers couldn’t stand brandy—but her main character, Lord Peter Wimsey, liked it, and people kept offering it to her, assuming that she liked it as well. It was a compliment of sorts (although probably a bit exasperating for her) that people assumed such a fine detail must be true for the author as well.
Here’s the put-up-or-shut-up line. The advice I’ve been telling everyone now since I started this blog over two years ago:
Write anyway.
If you don’t feel inspired, if you look at the number of books already out there and feel overwhelmed, if there’s something more interesting (distracting) to do, write anyway.
So, if you’ll excuse me, my book needs to have some words put on the page and I’m going to do that today.
The holidays tend to push everything out of the way. It happened to me. That’s okay. But the holidays are done, it’s a new year, and everything is bright and shiny.
So get to work!
What—it’s too cold out? Gloomy? Or you live where the sun is hot and you feel too sluggish?
I understand. I’m in the same situation. So this is what I did.
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