It’s been about a month and a half since I’ve posted and been something like three months since I’ve written any fiction…and it’s actually felt pretty damned nice!
While it started out with me being burned out on writing, it’s actually been more out of necessity than anything else that I’ve put down the pencil. My wife and I have been going through a lot of in-home rework.
We’ve been rearranging and rethinking our living space. To me, this is all very metaphysical, because everything we do is related to something nonphysical. When we do anything it has roots…its beginnings…from something within us. I mean, really, what motivates anyone to do anything?
So it’s no big leap really.
So, with moving things around, getting bids, researching…many, many trips to many, many stores (okay, just a hardware and paint store)…it all takes up time and mental space. And throw in the day-job. And doing everything we all do every day. But with all this internal reworking of our living space, we also reworked my writing space. It has totally been redone and looks nothing like it used to.
Again…another metaphysical parallel.
And whereas so many people today are coming out of the proverbial closet—I went in.
An interior designer we had helping us gave me the recommendation to design a “writing nook” inside my home office’s closest to better utilize my storage area.
I had never considered that!
But, long story short, I now have this really cool writing nook in what used to be a closet. Though I didn’t build it, I did rip out the interior, patch up a “hidden” hole that was quite large, and painted the finished construction. And it felt great using my hands in a different way…but I must say that I am truly over painting! Though the Lowe’s and Home Depot commercials make painting look sooo easy, it’s not really. If there’s even the remotest chance that paint will get somewhere where it’s not supposed to get…trust me, it will. And this is not my first time. But with the closet project (which I just love!) there was a lot of detail work, because of the many shelves added, as well as a writing desk. I actually had to use tiny “craft” brushes to repaint over paint that bled through the painter’s tape. This happened a lot. Inexperience or whatever on my part, I had a lot to repaint over.
And let’s talk pre-paint prep! Taping anything and everything!
When we had the painters come in to do the main living areas, we joked that they were so thorough and swift in their efforts that had I stood in any one place for more than a beat, I’d had been taped up with the rest of the room!
So, yes, now I’m in the closet. A closet writer.
Metaphysical parallels there, too.
But no, sorry, not gonna show pictures of it…at least not now. I just don’t feel like sharing it. It feels too personal right now.
So, my entire writing space has changed 100% and I love it! Love the paint colors I chose, as well as its reconfiguration. It now looks—dare I say now actually is?—a writing office, rather than a room used for writing.
With the three-day weekend, I was finally able to complete all of the above, and we can declare our renovations complete. We still have to move things back into place and add a thing or two new to our reconfiguration, but the all the work that began around September of last year is DONE. It has been a long haul, but we’re happy with the way things turned out!
There were other things bugging me that also led to my self-imposed removal from writing, but I won’t get into it…same old, same old…and I don’t want to get all negative, but suffice it to say, I feel antsy to get back into writing. To the two novels I’d started and to two new short story ideas I came up with last week. But I don’t plan on getting back into all that social media again. I”m just not interested. I’ll throw a tidbit or three out if I feel so inclined, but otherwise, I just don’t care about it.
Apparently my energy needed the break and there is [still] some transition going on inside moi. I honestly did not miss not writing. I had so much else to do, including taking an actual break that included getting up and watching MeTV comedies and all—and that was fun! Watching the old reruns! I’d even watched some old Everybody Loves Raymond on another channel, which I used to really like, and noticed that it had a lot of some pretty annoying episodes, and some really stupid situations. And juvenile. Maybe it was just the random grouping of the episodes in rerun land, but I found it more annoying than funny this time around. Even stupid. And uncomfortable with all the angry and yelling.
Funny how our perspectives change as we go through life.
So here I am…ready to get back into things. Not at the pace at which I’d been doing stuff…but I’m going to get back into writing. I am following my energy, and my energy seems to not be burning as hot as it used to be. More level…even. We’ll see what materializes.
But I am eternally grateful for those of you who actually take a serious, concerned, even caring view of my work. There aren’t many of you, but it means a lot to me that you enjoy the weirdness that I create. I can’t be everything to everyone as much as I’ve tried to be, so I’m done trying. I will follow the Fall Line of my life, like I’ve always tried to do…and I will learn to better enjoy not writing and not feeling guilty that I’m not writing.
Because, you know, there really is so much more to life than writing.