It has been almost 5 months since I last updated my blog. I could come up with at least 100 excuses why I have not written anything. No time being one of them. But in reality there is always time. You make the time. And I haven't so slap me. Family dramas, no money, starting a new business are all energy-sapping. They drag all drops of motivation out of you, wringing all creative energy until you are a half-built robot going through the motions of life incapable of independent thought.
That time has gone.
I wanted to sleep in today, it being a long weekend, but instead woke up with my veins transporting creative juices through my body.
I am alive.
My brain is pumping, I can hear the beat. Boof, boof, boof. Ideas are streaming through.
Two, no three novels I had semi-planned in my head over a year ago are knocking on that basement door wanting to be let out into the sunlight.
That recipe book which was 3/4 finished is begging to be completed.
Book marketing, what's that?
I haven't made time to market any of my books for probably 3 years. I should be punished. I should let that Grey fellah have his way with me. Bring on that cat o'nine tails and the handcuffs.
This is the real me now that the zombie outer-later has been shed during the night.
Winter is coming in the southern hemisphere. Maybe I am going through a reverse hibernation. I hibernate in summer and am rejuvenated in winter.
I am alive.
Bring it on baby!
Cindy Vine is the author of The Case of Billy B, Not Telling, Defective, C U @ 8 and Hush Baby. All her books are available on Amazon in both paperback and kindle format. Cindy lives in Cape Town, the most beautiful city in the world.