Oh, I really need to get out of this slump!
It's like I've forgotten I'm a writer, and all I want to do is nap all day. That sounds like depression to me, but I don't feel depressed. Just tired, and relaxed, and totally meh.
This, I remind myself, is not who I want to be. I want to be a writer. I want to get a novel published, and maybe some short stories. I have two short stories and a novel (still Prodigies at DAW) out there, and a third short-short that should be announced any day now (I doubt I've won that one, but maybe I'm a runner-up?)
I'm wondering if winning the short essay contest at A3 has satisfied my desire to get published. I'm wondering where my drive to go further has gone. I'm wondering if I need a change of scenery, but the cafe is closed today.
I'll push myself to write today, but maybe a bit later.
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