a personal interlude: where the hell is the fiction?

My past several posts have been of the autobiographical sort. This doesn’t bother me as much as my lack of fiction creation. It’s as though my fiction writing brain is stalled in the middle of a highway. Ideas and desires zipping around and the machine for writing them all down isn’t running.

What I have been writing are guest posts on other blogs and posts on blogs I share with other people:

I regularly talk about vegetarian food and recipes on my friend Carolyn’s blog, The Long Road, http://carolyn-thelongroad.blogspot.com/.

I’ve started to occasionally write for is the Jennisodes blog, http://jennisodes.com. My first post went up this morning.

And this week, I’ve started to actively post on a blog I’m sharing with my friend Andrea. We’ll be live-blogging a road trip we’re taking in April at Two Girls, One Car, http://2girls1car.wordpress.com/.

All of this internet chatter has been very satisfying. I enjoy talking about the things I love, but it isn’t what I set out to do, which is write fiction. I sometimes wonder if I’m using all my creative energy in knitting and leaving nothing behind for other creative projects.

There is something I don’t do; I don’t’ write at home. I don’t have a comfortable writing space there. I have a desk that’s covered in things, mostly books and yarn. I have a laptop that’s packed away in a laptop bag. What I should do, is clean off my desk, unpack my laptop and create a writing space. It will be the first step of many in getting back on track. The second step will be to schedule time to write but let’s work on step 1 first. :)