It seems my muse has been on an extended vacation and I'm beginning to worry. It's been over a year since I was able to write anything significant. I sit at the computer and stare at the blank screen where my words should be, but nothing comes. It's strange, too. I mean, the book I'm working on (or supposed to be working on) is completely outlined and over 1/3 of the way written. I know every chapter and even how it's supposed to end, but still . . . nothing inspires my fingers to move across the keys. Just writing this blog post is a struggle--been over a year since I did even that.
So I'm desperately sending out this plea to family, friends, fans and anyone reading this, to please send some positive vibes my way. Any prayers would also be much appreciated.
Anyone else have trouble controlling their muse? How did you finally break the silence and lack of inspiration?