Exactly that reason, I'm struggling to form words at the moment. Life is steering me towards another path and I can't pick up its hints at the moment. I think life needs jump on a soapbox and shout or wave something bright and shiny in my face. Last year I was SO excited for NaNoWriMo, I jumped into it like I knew I was going to swim and even though the great odds of sinking were there.
This year's run up was rather like this.
August: 'I should really plan something, maybe one of my old novel ideas modernised....oh wait I need to get this blog done for a client, then I need to be off to the pub and working first thing in the morning. I'll do it later.'
September: 'Character names.....character even full stop.....can I even think up a decent character now? All I know about it telling someone how shiny this kitchen is and why they should buy it... I'll do something later.'
October: 'I need to think up a storyline, or just even the opening, nothing seems to inspire me any more. Maybe if I just open a document and start writing....'
End of October: 'NaNoWriMo starts in a couple days and I still don't feel anything right now. Maybe if I pretend it's not there it'll go away and never have existed, but last year was such a good experience....'
Early November: 'Crap.....NaNoWriMo started a few days ago. Too late for me to start anything I guess.'
I suppose personal life wise things are good, I've been sorting out my huge to do list of stuff such as get a new sofa sorted out, the toilet is finally getting fixed today, and if I can sweet talk the guy fixing the toilet, he might even get a ladder and change the lightbulbs for me, cos hey, when your ceiling is nearly 15ft high, it is a little difficult to reach it with a chair.
So it's only a few days left until NaNoWriMo is over this year, but maybe I'll take up my pen again next year when the odds are a little more favourable and I'm not killing inspiration with copywriting. Just maybe next year....