Crickets.

That’s the sound of this blog lately. At least, that’s how it feels to me and maybe the handful of readers who have followed for the last 14 months or so.

It’s also the sound from the void in my mind that once harboured creative ideas.

Since giving myself permission to take a break from posting daily, the muse has been on vacation. I’ve written a few paragraphs here and there, but nothing significant, nothing from inspiration.

It’s as if publishing daily was the fuel for my creativity.

Or maybe, my lack of publishing has given me permission to slack from the writing habit as a whole. Looking back, I realize the muse hasn’t been as vacant as I thought. The problem is that I haven’t been paying attention to her.

I allowed myself a break, but I took it too far.