I took the name of this blog (street of dreams) from a Guns n Roses song of the same title:
“And though as long as this road seems
I know it’s called the street of dreams
But that’s not stardust on my feet
It leaves a taste that’s bittersweet
That’s called the blues”
I connected with this song. The struggle of finding our purpose resonates for me, not only in life but as a writer, knowing that there would be times when I would get hopelessly lost trying to find my way.
It’s a fact of life.
We all get lost.
Life, loss, our on emotions, creative writing blocks and a millions other things get in the way.
The question is not when we will find this funk, but how we get ourselves out of it…..
I find things to look forward to, things to energize me.
For example, my goal is to (next year) attend the Indie Book fest. I encourage you to check out its website. It looks like an amazing time.
Conferences are also an amazing way to reconnect with your writing side.
A few years ago, I went to Indiana University Writer’s Conference. The week long experience of writing and classes was nothing short of amazing! As I can’t make it this year (work), I am trying to attend at least one conference online.
What about you? What do you do when you get in a funk, especially a prolonged black hole of white pages for weeks on end funk?