You can't pour from an empty pitcher. Sometimes its necessary to back off and spend time meditating and regrouping. Too much sound and fury. Too many messages. Too much information results in an emotional overload. I needed a retreat and I took one. I retreated into the back of my very deep cave where I folded myself into a fetal position and shut down for a month. Not literally, of course but a metaphor that expresses my withdrawal. Silence, peace, solace.
Now back, full of energy and ideas I have revisions to write, new ideas to implement, and a blog to revive. Dreams have blossomed in the quiet days, filling my brain with many new possibilities. I have a half completed memoir, two novels that need revision, short story contests to enter. Look out world. Drum roll, please. Onward and upward. (Have I convinced myself yet?)
