I can’t seem to find my mojo

Light bulbs in a line, with the one at the right end lifted, ready to be dropped. Test: Oldies but goodies, Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt


It occurs to me that most of my followers have not seen a lot of my old posts.

I have 568 posts, WordPress informs me (and 61 draft posts – another story).

So I’m going to drag some of my favorites out of the Archives and re-post them so y’all have something to read here while I find my writing mojo again.

My brain wants to write fiction, and refuses to come up with blog topics I can follow to a written end right now.

I’ll curate by saying a few words about why I’m posting them again, and liven them up.

Here goes:

I miss my little friend, though I know she’s in a better household with healthy younger people and pets, and is probably having much more fun than she had with me. Gizzy was my pleasure, my responsibility, and something extremely soft to sometimes put my cheek on – for FIVE YEARS.

They can live to be twenty-two in captivity – I’m not sure I am going to make that many in good enough shape to take care of her.

Here are 4 Lessons about readers from the chinchilla.

Let me know what you think about these!

7 thoughts on “I can’t seem to find my mojo

    1. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt Post author

      Literally every chance I get. When the brain is on, the book goes forward. When the brain or body fail me, I just can’t do that – or anything else that requires thinking.

      It’s a little frustrating, but I’m glad to know it’s all in there, waiting to get out.

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    1. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt Post author

      Thanks! I’m hoping that even if you read these posts originally, it would be quite a while back.

      Today was a good day for fiction; I need that. I can’t do what I do without the time to process everything that goes into a scene!

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    1. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt Post author

      Thanks for reading – there are a goodly number which you’d read if it were the first time they were posted.

      Still overwhelmed here, and not reliably back to writing (my supposed goal).

      I used to be able to write blog posts when I had a few minutes, and I’ve lost that capacity (which is a measure of the continued stress, I think). It’ll come back eventually. Using the old ones gives me a chance to think about them, and say something short. Better than silence.

      I’m fine, really. Moving was my idea. I keep telling myself that.

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