Nearly two whole weeks without posting on my blog is unforgivable! But I plead for forgiveness anyway. I have had a couple of busy weeks, but I won't try to list all my mundane comings and goings to explain away my absence. Really, I think the problem is a lack of inspiration. I did better in November when I was writing every day. Now, when I sit down at my computer and try to develop an idea I get discouraged. Have I exhausted all my ideas? I know I have two very inspiring kids to write about, but I also know that no one wants to read stories about my kids every day. So what to write about today?
It really is a problem I've struggled with for years. I love writing. I always have. There is nothing I love more than writing something I'm really proud of. Coming up with an idea, getting in down on paper, tweaking it, crafting it, watching it take on a life of its own. I would love to write for a living. I always thought I would write a novel one day. The problem is, I just don't think I have a story in me. I've looked for it, I've prayed about it, but try as I might, I just can't seem to bring a really good story out of my limited imagination. I remember thinking that once I had kids I would find a million things to write about, and I do love to write about Connor and Janelle, but it hasn't led to the Great Canadian Novel. Not yet, at least.
I do come up with ideas in the middle of the night. When I'm lying awake, struggling to sleep, I have great blog post ideas. I even woke up from a dream one time with a full outline of a novel in my head (I must have been reading Twilight at the time). I really should keep a notebook by my bed, because by morning those great ideas are always gone, drifted away with my dreams.
Actually, keeping a notebook with me isn't a bad idea. Surely I could jot down at least one or two great ideas a day. Chris is always tossing subjects for blog posts into the air. I could steal some of his ideas! I am going to try to do better. I just need to take my inspiration from everything I do. It's my life I'm writing about. I shouldn't judge whether or not my life is worth reading. I need to get back to three posts a week. That's the goal. Starting next week.
And if anyone has any great ideas for the Great Canadian Novel, let me know, okay?