I've been absent, but not because I was too busy writing away on my novel. Writers block has struck my household. I've been in a funk since Thanksgiving. It was the worst case of blockage that I've ever had. It was even a struggle to think of anything to write in my journal, which I've done almost every day for about 5 years. It has been depressing and miserable, mostly because my mind has been wandering to the dark recesses, thinking every negative thought it could.
Yesterday, being New Year’s Day and all, I put a prayer out into the universe. This year will be brighter and more productive than the last. I've forgiven myself for my month of darkness and will now focus on the light of new beginnings. The decision to turn it around is mine and mine alone. I choose to be happy!