When the Writing Spirits Take a Day Off

This Morning’s Walk With My Camera Turned Things Around Today

“Love Your Dreams” — Image by Author

Yesterday was just plain weird. I have been writing a new story everyday. I intended to do the same yesterday. It did not happen. It was like the Writing Spirits decided to take the day off. WTF?

I followed the same morning routine I began since landing in Oaxaca City ten weeks ago. The same routine that included writing here every day.

I went on my early morning walk with my camera. I stopped at Cafe Brujula for my morning latte and muffin. I walked home. I edited my new images. Then downloaded the one’s I knew would inspire the day’s story. Then I stared at my screen.

“Empty Street” — Image by Author

Staring at the empty screen was like staring at this empty street. Everything is in order, but nothing is happening. I kept staring. And staring.

I stared at the images I selected, nothing. I selected another set of pictures. Still nothing. WTF? This routine always worked before, without fail.

This went on for over an hour. Then I closed the laptop, opened a beer and stared into space. I was sure the writing spirits had abandoned me.