I've been having internet issues. I get this great computer and I can't even get on the internet reliably. Can we say "move to town!" ? (Not going to happen--at least in my lifetime, it seems.)
Anyway, if you have checked my blog, I have missed you.Tonight I can't even upload any photos. Sorry.
It gets dark here and the weather isn't ideal this time of year. Right now is when all I want to do is curl up into my bed and sleep. I have a lower frustration point. But for a couple hours this afternoon, I felt like doing something heroic--or writing something heroic. I saw the latest National Treasure movie and I loved it. It reminds me a bit of Indiana Jones, only set in our time period. It gets me to thinking about my passions--do you have a list of passions? Today I feel like, "I used to." What are my passions these days? I don't know.
I pick up a novel--put it back down. Nothing is enticing me. People are making lists at this time of year. "What are your top 10 books you read this year?" You know, I'm having a tough time thinking of what I read--much less what my top 10 are. I had a friend who was a doctor and he used to keep a list of every book he read. Why don't I do that? I have written over 500 published book reviews and I can't even remember what stood out (at least today I can't.)
I was thinking that in order to get revved up about reading and writing again, I must tap into those passions that are under the blue funk quilt right now.
Tell me what your passions are. What makes you want to stand up and cheer? What keeps you breathing in and out? What is something that makes you run through your chores just so you can do that thing? Now, I have no problem finding things I love doing in the spring, summer, fall. But here's the kicker to this inquiry--it must be in January, February, March? It has to be in those three months. What are the things you do in those months to keep you going? Especially if you live in the dark, cold climates?
Maybe tomorrow I'll have an answer to my own questions and will have found something to tap into. (Besides eating. Last night I ate a piece of the richest chocolate cake I've ever seen--and I felt ill afterwards! I had been saving this chocolate cake (in the freezer) since my 50th birthday in December. It did nothing for me and probably caused me to gain weight--which this time of year I don't need to do!
I need my humor back. And something to work on. I notice that when I don't have something to work on, I fall into this state. (I do have a manuscript coming my way to work on, so maybe that'll pep me up some.)
I'm hoping I can get my issues resolved so I can finish my Kid Interviews I have, too.