Kage Baker was a very firm believer in the idea that sometimes – sometimes, mind you – you just have to shut down and recharge. Nearly everyone agrees with this on, as it were, paper … Kage meant it. When she hit the bottom of some vein of activity or inspiration, she quit until it renewed itself.
It takes a kind of determination and courage to admit you have reached this point. It can actually be easier to just schlup along and produce really crappy writing (or whatever). and excuse yourself when eventually called on it with a shrug and an eye-roll. But it usually means you just have to write something over again.
Which is why I am still sitting here watching Supernatural and knitting and drinking coffee and eating sweeties. An unseasonal marine layer has swept into Los Angeles, and the day is grey, grey, grey; I have all the energy and impetus of a pile of leaves. Much better to sit here and watch Sam and Dean, whose problems are much worse than my own.
The real test of character, though, comes when you realize that you have, mirabile dictu, refreshed the springs of inspiration, your Muse is back from the Men’s Room and it is time to get back to work. I can already tell that will probably be tomorrow. Restlessness is beginning to set in. For now, though, I can lean back and cuddle in the arms of the Winchester Brothers.
Even if I don’t get deathless lines like “Do not mock my World Turtle!”
Tomorrow: will come