That's right. After a creative drought, I have finally started to get back on the old riding horse of inspiration.
It helps that I have been able to work more on my ideas and manuscripts and worry less about the everyday concerns that plague us as humans.
So many times, people think that we writers, indeed, any artist, spends our days in deep contemplation. As we mill about our beautifully appointed flats, waiting for the spirit of inspiration to hit, we are often with a flute of champagne in our hands, staring at mundane objects, waiting for something to spark.
In all reality, I don't have time to mill. As for a beautifully appointed flat, mine is more a cozy apartment in the middle of downtown Albuquerque. And I am usually busier than a one-armed paper hanger. So, there is no waiting. Inspiration often hits, for me, at the most inconvenient of times. In rush hour traffic, in the grocery store check out line. Any time I am not near my computer. Hence the pad of paper I carry in my purse.
Luckily, I have had enough of those moments over the last few weeks to start stringing them together into one cohesive thought process. Hence, Just Another Bored Housewife is now in full production, along with a new manuscript, the details of which will be r