I’ve been feeling pretty solitary lately. It’s not a bad thing (this time), just different. It sometimes feels like the world is spinning fast around me, while I’m sitting at my desk, plugging away at stories that lurk in the shadows in the back of my mind. But the world goes on spinning. And sometimes, I glance up at what’s going on and wonder why I’m not a part of it. Occasionally, I’ll pop my head into the fray long enough to say hello, but it’s not like I’m there. I’m here. Writing.
It’s a weird feeling.
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So what do you call it when, like me, you aren’t even writing but are solitary?
Oh, right. Moping.
Maybe it’s just part of our job, Jax–moping, solitary writers. :-*
How can ya’ll be solitary and/or moping when you have phones/internet/email/IM/blogs/etc.???
You need a pick-me-up, write or call me. I make a good cheer-you-up cheerleader. No, I won’t wear a skirt, so don’t bother asking
But I’m not depressed. Just alone-feeling. Y’know?
*sniffles* But you’d look PRETTY!
I’m depressed. Well, sad, anyway. Just one of those moods.
Might be the time of year–the sadness always comes for me around now too. Why are you sad, Jax? *hugs*
Ah, who knows? Probably all tied into waiting: waiting for submission results, waiting for editor feedback on ROAD, waiting for HB reviews…you know, waiting. ((sigh)) And I haven’t written a damn thing in weeks.
Sounds like what I went through a few months ago. Y’know what got me through it? Making myself write…and having good friends like you :-*
:-*
You’re the best, sweetie.
Nah, you are…I’m just friends with the best
well I say ya both are the best… and I know I’m right.
The changing of the weather and the seasons can alter your mood… and of course the anxiety of waiting.
I just finished Nanowrimo… did 20K in four days.
You both need some chocolate to cheer you up
WAY TO GO, EWOH!!! That’s amazing–you’re amazing! :-*
I can hardly wait to take over a comfy couch at the Algonquin with you two in May…
It’s excellent.
I’m trying to carve in hermit time for myself, too — I feel a strong need for it.
Unfortunately, with health problems and more problems with the building, I’m not getting what I need.
I’m hoping it will all balance out.
Meanwhile, I’m living vicariously through you.