You may have noticed that it’s been a while since I last posted.
Some time ago I wrote that I had lost my writing mojo (strange that I could write about not wanting to write). I had however continued to read. Shortly after that post I lost the will to read as well.
I expected I would read a lot on my holiday, but as it happened I barely managed a few pages. Never had I lost the will to read before. Maybe we were too busy enjoying the holiday, or maybe the impending house move, when we returned, was on my mind.
Then of course the house move happened and not only were we busy setting up our new home, the nice telecoms people managed to get the dates wrong and we no longer had contact with the outside world, that is, we had no phone and no internet.
It was then I realised how reliant we are on this technology. It felt as though we had been cut off from the rest of mankind, yet twenty years ago the internet was something I might have one day, it certainly wasn’t at the top of my ‘must have’ list by any means.
So what did we do without this ‘lifeline’ to the world?
Firstly, I started to read again. I wanted to devour the words off the page, to sink myself into someone’s made up world. It was good to immerse myself in a land of make believe, albeit one that is based on the real world.
The second thing to happen was that we went out into the real world. It really is there, it isn’t a place to be seen on a computer screen (nor just in a book), it exists, go and experience it. It’s an amazing place full of amazing people (and some that perhaps are not so amazing).
The final thing to happen was the ‘Wee Blighters’ started work again
on my second novel. It would seem they too had wanted a summer holiday, and had returned full of vigour. Some of the material already written is to be rewritten…apparently , and some new ideas were thrust into my head.
A combination of a good holiday and internet cold turkey seems to have done the trick, a tip I should remember the next time I don’t feel like writing.