I've been feeling a bit funny recently. Here are the symptoms I was experiencing:
- disinterest in my studies
- making faces like this:
- being easily annoyed
- general discontent
- specific discontent
- even higher tendency to daydream than normal
|Just for the record, I don't chew pencils. (source)|
This morning, I concluded that this was just how the rest of the semester was going to be. Because apparently the last month of spring semester just stinks. It is a stinky stink-hole of paper-finishing, summer-wishing stink-ness because it just....IS.
Then I sat down and thought about it. (Actually, I thought out loud to Tyler-Rose about it, because thinking aloud makes everything clearer.) And I realized something:
I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANY FICTION IN OVER THREE WEEKS.
So OBVIOUSLY that is the problem. I mean--really? For someone as introspective as I am that shouldn't have been so hard to figure out.
What happens when you take a break from writing?