Lately I’ve been experiencing some kind of void. I think it’s due to my recent illness and the fact that I’m just plain old tired all the time. That and I really need to get laid.

(Oh who said that?)

So. Anyway. I blogged about this the other day on my personal blog, but I think it bears mentioning again. Mostly because after some time thinking about this Deep Dark Void I seem to be in, I’ve come up with some answers. For me, there are certain types of writer’s block. And I think it boils down to this. If Michelle isn’t happy, then The Muse isn’t happy.

Seriously.

There has to be a certain amount of balance in my little universe for The Muse to decide to come out and play. And lately, my universe has not been balanced, what with the bloody head cold I just got over. That and the fact that I always push myself to the absolute brink of exhaustion. I hit the wall this past week and the writing suffered.

It’s because I’m a here-and-now kind of gal. And I need to have things DONE and quickly. Why else would I have all new appliances, two rooms painted (and paint purchased for a third), new blinds and curtains for every window (and installed) in the house I just bought and moved into at the end of September?

…and it helps to have some other physical activity besides just painting and hanging blinds…

But I digress.

The point is…I’ve discovered something about myself. And that is I have to achieve balance in some form or fashion before I achieve writing.

So what about you? Does your Muse refuse to play if you’re having a bad day? How do you push through the blockage? (ew, that sounds kinda gross, actually…)