For the last few months, I have been writing at the dining room table - which of course - has led to it becoming a giant puddle of clutter. And actually - I only wrote like that for about two and a half months. The last while, I've been completely unable to write word one. Just an empty mess of doubt and suckage. I've tried fixing the little stuff - did some tests - I've been doing a lot to get healthier the last two months too so, for brief spans, I've reverted to my former habits to see if I could find an answer. None of those things were my catalyst. This morning, as I moved my computer for breakfast, it occured to me that I haven't had a dedicated space in too long. Sure, I could go back to my regular office but then my hours would be so limited as I can only be in my office when the baby is asleep - he's a handful and a half now.  So - I put together a small little desk tucked in a corner of the dining room. Dedicated space that I can make pretty. Maybe it won't work and then I'll try something else. Again. Hopefully this will help. Maybe I can start getting back to normal. Well - what passes for normal for me anyway.

Tags: blocked, writing
Current Mood: hopeful