Lately I’ve been in a writing rut — my writing at work hasn’t been coming very easily and feel like every paragraph is written in blood.
Okay, it’s not that bad and this has happened before. It’s normal and it will pass as soon as I stop thinking about it so much.
But all this worrying about writing got me thinking that I don’t write much outside of work anymore — I don’ think this blog counts. It’s too easy; there’s no blood.
But I have not had anything published (outside of work) in almost 20 years so maybe I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I just need more bubble baths and a bunch of home decor magazines.