Back again

me on the Theodule glacier, Switzerland

That’s me, with the Matterhorn in the background

After two weeks in the Alps, snow at 2000 metres (not normal for the time of year) and as much Alpinism as my injury (yes the bruise is still there) could handle, I have something to confess:

I hardly thought about writing.

It was probably the first long car journey when I haven’t passed the time by writing in my head, and the first holiday I didn’t get any ideas, not even for a short story.

I feel vaguely guilty, and a bit elated - like a weight has been lifted.

In the past I’ve always known I couldn’t survive without writing, but after that holiday I could see a future without it - and guess what, it wasn’t that bad.

Does this mean I’m losing my writing vocation - or just needed a total break after a year in which much of my life was put on hold?

And shouldn’t writing be something I enjoy, not a duty?

~ by Debra on August 31, 2005.

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3 Responses to “Back again”

  1. I bet you needed a total break. No need to feel guilty! But I’ve felt the same way at times, I must confess!

    p.a. moed said this on August 31, 2005 at 11:16 pm

  2. Glad you’re back, Debra! Don’t feel guilty. You’ll write again when you’re ready. If you never stepped away and lived, what would you have to write about?

    Sharon Hurlbut said this on September 3, 2005 at 5:39 am

  3. Thanks for your comments. I did feel like I never wanted to write again, but that soon passed.

    Debra said this on September 5, 2005 at 8:10 am

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