I have to admit I am about to utter a sentence that is most likely similar to many many other writers out there that have the same issue as me right now.

Ready?
Here it goes…

I have been having writers block…

I haven’t posted one single thing in a very long time.
(I have been a loyal reader and follower though!)

All you fellow blogging peeps with your savvy words and precise timing. I love you and in the same breath I am extremely envious.  (Love and Envy don’t quite mix…)

I sip my wine.
Whatever.

That’s what my brain says but in my heart I am upset at my lack of inspiration.
My lack of drive.
The wit is all gone.  “Why is the wit all gone?”
Or to quote Johnny Depp “Why is the rum always gone?”

Well, my wine is NOT gone and either is my rum, (I never have rum but it sounds good) or my drive, but my words are, and because of this conundrum I find cause to actually write.

Which brings me to a very disturbing yet relieving point: The wit (and the writing) are gone because there is no more drama.

I find that the drama in my life has been the inspiration for many of my blog posts.  Get a divorce and I guarantee you there is a shit tonne of words that want to come out!

Dealing with broken friendships and rejections?  There’s another segue to rants of many sorts.

After going through 4 years of post divorce drama and frustrations and the same with rejection, I had a LOT to say.
But….

Then one day I decided to just let it all float away in the breeze.  Not care anymore.  Not put importance on other peoples discrimination of me.  And look what I let happen!

So here you have it.  My first post POST-drama.
My realization that inspiration can possibly come from realization itself, minus any sort of upset.

So here I am, sitting in the shade on this sunny day, sipping my wine and contemplating the funeral I went to this afternoon. (nobody I had met; a mother of a friend) No drama, just nice people gathering for a celebration of life.

I am happy.

And with that, the wine is all gone.

Not quite a stalemate with my writing but perhaps an intermission of sorts.