...one mojo. If found, please return to the author.
In other words, I haven't written any fiction since February 2020. Twenty months and counting. On that basis, can I even claim to be a (wannabe) writer still? After all, writers write, right? What is wrong with me?
Apparently there is a place where all the mojos go. Imagine what it must be like - so frenetic and creative and bursting wtih ideas, all the mojos in one place battling it out and jostling for position with each other, that eventually it all gets too much and they have to return home to their rightful owners. I'm sure yours will be back soon, probably when you least expect it.
ReplyDeleteI hope so, C, but it feels like it's gone for good.
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ReplyDeleteAnd lockdown - look at the date of your last writing!
For me, it's much longer.
I hope your mojo returns soon.
Cheers, Rol. We both need to get back on the fiction horse!
DeleteSince Feb 2020, life has been stranger than fiction so no coincidence probably. As C said, they're all in one place battling it out but I'm sure your one will return home when the time is right. Pesky lost mojos.
ReplyDeleteTrue enough. Still holding on for a comeback...
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