Posted by: Dennie | October 22, 2013

Hitting The Wall

After three months of writing on a regular basis, I’ve hit a wall. My brain refuses to pop anything remotely creative into the empty  cavity that has become my mind these last few days. And the more time that passes, the emptier it feels.

This reminds me of the days when I fought my weight on a daily basis. I would wake up in the morning and immediately get on the scale. The numbers  would set the tone for my day. A pound or two up would send me into a funk, and I would vow to begin a diet right that minute.

By lunchtime, I’d be starving, eat more than I should, then say eff it and chow down on cookies or cake, telling myself I’d begin again tomorrow.

That’s how these last few days have been. Wanting to start, but not doing anything. It’s depressing me.

I’ve been sick. Really sick. Sicker than I’ve been in a very long time. And what pisses me off is it’s just a lousy cold. But it’s kicked my butt, and my brain.  I can’t think. I kept telling myself, “Take advantage of this sick time at home. Write, write, write.” But the words wouldn’t come.

So here’s some words for now. My sinuses are clearing up and I plan to go back to work tomorrow.

Maybe my brain will be engaged again soon.


  1. Welcome to the club. 🙂

    • I don’t like it here. May I please leave now???

      • Write your post first, then you may leave. 🙂

        • Looks like I’ll be sitting here for a while longer then….

  2. Sometimes it feels good to just walk away~

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