The Refresh of Shame

...as John calls it.

I know I've been absent for a while. That's how I've felt. Absent from my writing. And it is very frustrating after the rush of creativity in November. There should have been momentum, but everything came to a dead halt in December. Work has been much busier with the end of the year, but it doesn't account for all of it.

Jenny posted about another metaphor for "filling the well". Her grape metaphor comes close. But I feel more like a balloon that's been deflated. Not a slow leak either. It's like someone just let go. Maybe they let go mid-month last month. The creative burst was me flying around the room.

The dogs are here right now so I'm pretty distracted still. Maybe I should just wait and be conventional. Start again in January. That's what a new year is for, yes? I got a couple award-winning mysteries for Christmas. Sounds like a good week to just read. Maybe that will put some more air in me.