For me, I think I feel empty because my writing doesn't seem to be going anywhere. Or should I say that my writing doesn't seem to be taking me anywhere. I was hoping to plan for retirement from my full time job and be able to do some writing, art and just hanging out with my grandkids. Maybe I would enter a couple of writing contests or draft a query about submitting an article. I would be free! Free to dream and write and explore!
But now, faced with yet another loan for the never-ending upkeep of our own "This Old House," I realize that it is going to be several more years before I can quit my day job. And that is a really depressing thought because I'm ready for something different--new and exciting people, places and ideas. I feel and urgency, a real need, to do this and do it soon. Waiting becomes hard and makes me feel less energized and creative. And more empty.
Anyway, that's me...what's up with the rest of you? I miss seeing your stories and reflections and I miss hearing from you. I hope that the beginning of class gets us all up and writing once again. I'm looking forward to it.