Not sure where my motivation for writing has gone. I used to live, eat, and breathe it.
Could be because I now lack inspiration. Could be the hours I put in at work at a much more demanding, high pressure job now. Could be that I stopped writing regularly enough and have lost my mojo (is that really a word?).
Could be a lot of things!
But to quote my favorite line in ‘A League of Their Own’ - There is no crying in baseball (or in writing!)
So, I will suck it up and start by searching for the motivation and inspiration I used to have.
To find that rush again. That muse.
To find that excitement where I couldn’t shut my eyes at night with all the planning and plotting.
To find the that moment again where I believed I could do anything I put my mind to.
Where I was invincible.
With dreams fuelling my courage, I started doing what I loved, embarking on a journey that would fulfill me and my dreams. Oooh I could go on...
But life can get in the way.
Although I am not at the place in my writing I want to be at, I refuse to give up.
I don’t have a plan. I don’t have a roadmap.
But I can still get there....