Last week I had a success after spending 4 weeks of a solid creative high that sustained long hours every day, 7 days a week. After I had arrived at my destination and all the projects were to completion I went into a creative freeze.
I know by experience that nothing I do will get those juices going, but it still doesn't help when I'm feeling like a rowboat in the middle of a lake with no oars or even a rower present. But I let myself bob around and I've been making lists of writing and other creative projects I want to do, taking a few photos, reading blogs, researching on Wikipedia, and reading.
I started A Moveable Feast: The Restored Edition last weekend and have been feasting myself on the results of Hemingway's deep well. I have not read him for a long, long time and it is through more mature eyes that I find an excitement in his literary style.
All those actions that feel like non actions when I am not writing proved once again to be just the thing to do. I woke up this morning with this post on my mind and not one but four new projects that I am excited to start today.
Thank you, Hemingway, 50 years after your passing, for helping in filling my well back up again through the legacy of your timeless work!