I'd like to thank Joyce and all the regular Working Stiffs for having me over today. This like a homecoming for me -- I used to be a regular here, a number of years ago. It's nice to be back among friends, even those of you I'd never met before.
So where've I been? What have I been up to?
Well, I've put out a few books. I've become a Boy Scout when I answered an e-mail one day. "Do you need a writer?" I asked. They said, "Yes, we do."
Okay, they all but yelled, they were so excited to have me along.
It's a super job. I get to sit here behind my computer, where it's safe, and write up articles that are, hopefully, destined to appear in a local newspaper or magazine. The coolest part is that my name never shows up on any of it. Instead, my boss (wow! I have a boss!) gets the credit.
I am more than cool with that. I'm excited about it. This couldn't be a better set-up if I'd planned it out. I get to wrestle with lead sentences and search for fresh ways to interest newspaper editors -- a sadly dying breed.
And in there, I hope to recapture my mojo.
I don't know where it went. I have a vague idea when it started to steal away, and I have a better idea of what chased it off.
I've been casting about, here and there, for the solution. Nothing's worked. For all I know, this new gig won't be any better. But there's good synergy among the people I've met so far (who'd have thought? The Boy Scouts???) and even better energy. The men and women I get to work with are a total pleasure. And man, am I learning things. Good things. Big, worldly things that a girl otherwise wouldn't get to see from the seat at her desk. You know: the one facing a glowing computer screen.
Maybe my mojo will come back. If it doesn't, maybe I'll find a new one. A better one.
But in the meantime, if you guys have any advice or suggestions, I'm all ears. A fresh perspective, a fresh set of eyes, even an infusion of optimism. It's all welcomed over here.
Susan, the Pennwriters Conference keeps a surplus of mojo in stock, as you well know. If you don't find yours by May, you can load up then. ;-)
And welcome back to Working Stiffs!
Enjoyed your post but hope you'll add your byline to the top of it so everyone will know who wrote it!!
I recommend...a writers' retreat.
Seriously. A private one, you alone in a hotel room, or you and a quiet writer friend sharing. Sometimes a change of scene for a weekend, and paper copies of an old work, can reignite the spark. I did it last year and it worked wonders.
Consider it a date with your writing. No kids, no husband, no day job.
Pennwriters is good too. :)
Welcome back to the Stiffs, Susan. I added your byline and a link to West of Mars.
Sometimes that mojo just needs a rest. It'll be back and ready to write!
I agree with Ramona. Except the retreat should not include encroaching flood waters. ;-)
Although those flood waters were quite inspiring... believe it or not!
Thanks, guys. And thanks to Joyce for the byline. I'm also operating through a haze of pain over here; the pharmacy didn't deliver the drugs yesterday. I'm not terribly happy with them.
May your mojo and creative muse find a dark corner and reproduce.
Now, I need to track down my mojo and feed it a breakfast taco.
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