It’s probably the undiagnosed ADHD, but I’ve never had a set schedule for… well, anything outside of school/work/sports. It’s a wonder I ever got any homework done in school. Or finished any papers.
Of course, this carries on to my writing habits. Despite years and years of writing, I’m either hyperfocused on a story or I’m simply pretending it doesn’t exist. 51 typed pages and almost 24,000 words of the follow-up book to Indelibly? Yeah, that’s just sitting in my own version of WIP purgatory until I feel like touching it again. It’s not that I don’t have the direction/plot of the story – I do – it’s just that I simply do not feel like writing.
And it’s not that I think my writing is any more subpar than I usually do. It’s just this thing called Executive Dysfunction, where I know I should be doing a Thing, and the Thing isn’t really all that difficult to do, but my brain literally refuses to let me just Do The Thing. It can be due to a number of things, but I think right now I am just burned out. I spent 9 straight months of last year writing. I wrote hundreds of thousands of words in those 9 months. An absurd amount! The stories I told, the research I did, I spent hundreds of hours fiercely dedicated to being creative and making content for myself. And I’m happy I did! But now, I need a break. Aside from this weekly blogs and the prompts I engaged with on BlueSky, I need a break.
But I’ll be back to writing again, soon. I can feel it in my bones. Like the sea calling to a captain, writing will sing me back to her turbulent waves. And I will relish in the feeling of being submerged in a world I’ve created once more.
Eliza Nix 