I have not had a ‘writer’ fix for two months now. Sure, I met up with the Pirates on the first Thursday of the month, but we didn’t do much writing talk (I was too busy being gifted with Pirate Baby Swag…thanks guys!).
Now the Sunday critique meeting is coming up. And my baby seems lodged permanently in my tummy. I have money that says she’ll show up on Sunday. That means another writer meeting missed (I missed the first one because of a baby shower) and I probably won’t go because I will be induced early on Monday if she doesn’t show. This may sound like callous whining…but darn it!
I’ve not been writing because I wanted to take a break. Now I feel breaked. I’m suffering from crazy writing-withdrawl. It is unnatural for a writer to not be writing. It feels irresponsible. Empty.
Jenny writes dark fiction that her mother hates. Her stories and essays have appeared in Across the Margin, Pantheon, Shimmer, Black Denim Lit, Skive, and others. When she’s not writing her own stuff, she’s reading mysteries for Criminal Element. When she’s not writing fiction or reviews, she’s writing/directing/performing/designing plays at Springs Ensemble Theatre.