This craft has been drifting without a rudder for the last five days. I can’t believe it, but I have not went five days without writing in the last year. In my defense I have worked a ton of hours in the last TWO days. That accounts for the overall length of the dry spell. The three days before that were just a general dis-interest in the idea of creating anything.
This last week I was the consumer of art instead of the creator of it. We went to a concert on Wednesday night, got to bed at midnight. We went to a concert on Thursday night, got to bed at midnight. We went to a ukulele jam on Friday, got to bed by 11:30. Then Saturday and Sunday I had to work overnight, 16 hours both days. That is my excuse for not being creative. Art must not be forced!
So, to recap–eat real food, not processed food.