Quiet, yes.

It’s quite possible that my silence is misleading.

Generally, blogging is one of my ways of procrastinating, of not writing creatively with intent to submit at some point. I had a pretty good thing going on about a month ago. I was writing and submitting all over the place. Then it came to a screeching halt and for no good reason, and I haven’t been able to pick up speed since.

Tomorrow is a deadline for two projects that I had planned on submitting to, but barring a sudden extension, it just won’t happen.

And I’m not feeling as badly about that as I should. Sure I’ve been busy at work and sickness struck three out of my four members of my household, so all that has been an energy drainer.

Maybe I just needed the break. Maybe I need to FINALLY work on the novel. Who knows?

What I do know is that I still don’t feel the motivation coming on. I’d like for it to be there and if I were one of those dedicated, determined writers that I envy so, I would just sit myself down and do it… write and write and write until something gives.