A series of life traumas have squelched my Muse for a while but I think she's back. I keep hearing these niggling voices in the back of my mind. My planned characters - birthing themselves and demanding to be heard. Their dictation can't be long in coming. Nor can it be soon enough for me. This hiatus has gone on too long.
I refuse to call it writer's block because to me that's something that happens to writers who are actively trying to write. That hasn't been the case with me. In my case, my Muse shut down completely and I became terrified that I would never get to live in a self-created fictional world again. Too many losses over too short a time. Sometimes life just gets in the way and sometimes the psyche draws a curtain around itself, taking time to heal. For a while there, I didn't even dream. I was that shutdown.
Hello, Muse, my friend. Welcome back.
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