Working through a case of the blahs. The scary thing is I'm feeling blah about writing. I lost the excitement I used to have to open up the laptop and fill the blank page with words. I think a lot of it may be stress. The day job has changed dramatically and it's driving me crazy.
So here's what I figured I'll do. Take a week off writing. Decompress a little. See if I miss it. Hope the characters will come out to play. I realized if I try to force the story, it stinks.
Maybe my dreams will take me where I need to go. That's got to be the key. I've forgotten to dream. My dreams used to drive me. I haven't taken the time out to dream lately. Daydreams or otherwise. Lately, I haven't been able to remember my sleeping dreams. So tonight, I'll close the laptop, put it away, and hopefully, see where my dreams take me.