I am stating the obvious with this title. I haven’t written anything in over a month. I always seem to blame Terra for this as she like to lay on my keyboard a lot lately – she is not to blame.
I always say I am holding up and doing well with this Covid pandemic situation, but this lack of writing tells me otherwise. I have lost my motivation. I am not stuck. I could edit my bio, or continue with my political thriller, or I could write the sequel to my first Young Adult Fantasy series. I don’t feel like doing anything.
It isn’t like I don’t have the time. I took off a week in October, I am off this week and work is closed the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day. No, I have plenty of time. I could even be writing every evening for a bit and the whole weekend (for the most part). I just can’t concentrate long enough. I just don’t feel like it. I guess a bit of depression has set in.
Now that I recognize this depression, I will do what I always do to fight it. I will write at least a little bit each day. It’s what I do when I feel depressed; I do the opposite of what I feel. My doing the opposite has always helped me through my bouts of depression. I won’t be a victim of my depression. I will battle through this murky mindset.
This is the start.
—Robert Confiant 25 November 2020