Slumps That Won’t End Themselves
A little help here, please
Are you tired of writers complaining about feeling depressed? Or stuck? Out of ideas?
Me too.
But please bear with me while I let some of my down-spirited, mental malaise-ic, tiresome Boring-Itis depart my mind, I plan to write at it till it leaves.
The intention behind this novel (pun definitely intended) idea is to create brain-space for new ideas to move in.
If this idea works, I can resume writing and submitting my articles and poems if not daily at least weekly.
I hope you’re still with me, because you may also be a writer who freezes (so to speak) when encouraged to write only in whatever your niche is. I am sure I am not the only non-nicher or reluctant nicher around.
Actually, I don’t niche well. I’m not an expert in anything, and ever since I retired I haven’t kept up with the changes in my field, which was real estate.
I don’t have any desire to write steadily about getting old. Writing about growing old throws me back into the malaise I mentioned above.
There are already some terrific writers on Medium and other platforms who I don’t think I can compete with when producing articles, stories, or poems about the inevitable changes…
