Imagination unleashed from Writer's Block
I feel like a Catholic who has not been to confession in too long. Only it is me, the penitent writer, who has not written much in so very long. So, I think my confession would go something like this: "Forgive me Readers for I have sinned. It has been almost four years since my last blog/confession ..." Do I have reasons for being so long away? Of course, I do. My mother's stroke, my life-changing surgery, my mother's death, my dad's health, the pandemic, work stress, life stress, health issues, and a zillion other problems and distractions that plague modern people with little demons that tug them away from what they were meant to be doing. Some people were meant to be growing gardens but never got the energy to do it for the last year or two. Some people dropped off their exercise routine and their dream of doing a 10K or a marathon has shriveled up and died. The "thing" is different for everyone. My thing is writing. My non-fiction writing has nev...