As I write this on the last day of June, it is dark, humid and raining in my little corner of Southern California. We desperately need this rain.
I’ve been feeling entirely too overwhelmed by social media as of late. The idea that you need to be connected on Facebook or Twitter, or whatever social media outlet to stay in the know of your loved ones lives was just something that has been really getting to me. I just feel like I need a break for a little while; it could be a few days, weeks, I don’t know. I will be back, just unplugged for now. The weird thing is, usually I’d try to get to the root of why I’m feeling this way, but right now I’m just letting it be. I like it.
I’ve been in a bit of a creative drought. There is one blank page left in my art journal before it’s filled up. I know what song will fill that last page, I just can’t bring myself to be finished with it. I’ve been avoiding doing anything with it because I know that means one of two things: buying a new one OR going to the craft store to buy new paint supplies. It’s not that I can’t decide between the two, my plan when this journal was full was to buy some canvases and recreate a few of the pieces in the journal. The thing is, I started with the paint when I got the journal and I hated everything I created. Maybe I’m scared I’ll mess up again, or maybe I should just see what comes of it. In any case, I haven’t created anything in about a month. I mean we built a footstool but that doesn’t really count, does it? I was reading something recently which said that creative people go through equal cycles of creative bliss and a kind of depression. I am not really in a “depression” but I am still finding this to be true. I need something to reignite my creative fire. I’m sure I’ll find it. Meanwhile, I can’t seem to stop reading. Books have always been my thing, going hand-in-hand with words, but I can’t seem to stop. One right after the other these days and I am okay with that.
On the other hand, I have given myself a project that I cannot really talk about yet. A writing project dropped itself into the universe and I said to someone, “I think I want to do this.” So I’m doing it. A book I have read more times than I can count for inspiration has become more like a textbook for this project. It’s strange having this project sitting in my lap. Brainstorming, writing, rewriting, words words words and deadlines. Maybe this is what my social media break is for, to focus on this, even if nothing comes of it.
Focus on something else and the break in the drought will come.