Sometimes you wake up feeling fresh and alive, newly attuned to the vibrations of the glorious universe, and ready to tackle the day and accomplish great things.
This is not one of those days.
Work is slow this month. I was harassed on Facebook by someone who took offense when I told them not to call me at 3 in the morning, at a phone number I had never given them. And life in general just seems a bit off the rails at the moment.
I’ll get through it – I have a stubbornly optimistic personality. Throw me in a mud pit, and shortly I’ll be making mud pies. And probably lemonade.
But what to do, in the meantime?
As a writer, we learn early on that the writing life is not always easy. Sometimes you get to the part in your story where the characters have a long, boring slog through the forest. Sometimes you sit down to write, and the golden light of inspiration refuses to turn on. Sometimes you just go through the motions.
That’s ok, because you know that it will get better. When you go though this enough, you realize it’s all cyclical.
So for today, I will slog on. Through my work. Through my life. And though my writing. And tomorrow, things *will* be better.
And if not tomorrow, then the day after.
Did I mention that I have a stubbornly optimistic personality? π