Today is my last day in Salchi Bay until I come back in March. Last night the moon was full and I spent my evening on a rooftop talking to a friend, wine glass in hand. Add blue cheese and crackers and life can’t get any better. She told me an incredible story of her life and it got my mind churning that perhaps I should be writing. I’m not sure why I haven’t written since I got to Mexico, but I haven’t. Okay, so I once said, I don’t believe in writers block and perhaps I still do. I guess I think writers block is just procrastination and a whole lot of laziness. I have been gone for over two weeks, and haven’t written a word except the chatter I put on this blog. Why? I’ve been asking myself this. Why haven’t I written? I have the perfect ambiance with the waves crashing to write the next great novel. (Okay, so that is being a little dramatic.) But at least MY next novel. And I had one started that I was totally into before I left. Interesting, this morning I went to that novel and read through my work and thought about writing the next chapter. But then I thought, I’d wait until I got on the plane or I’d wait for my long layover in Mexico City.
See…writers block is laziness.
And I have a million other excuses as well. I just finished HOME ICE and it was on the shelves November 17th and I also just finished FIGHTING FOR GOLD and … I have another recordbook coming out in December titled, WINNING GOLD. I like to tell myself that I’m burnt out and needed a break. But come on, I’m a writer and writers write. That’s what we do.
So I must write.
Or…I must pretend that I have writers block when really I’m just lazy.
Now, I must go to the beach for my last day.