I'm still here.

As I wrote the title of this post, it (unintentionally) summed up what I've been going through, creatively, for quite some time. I wrote I'm still here, meaning that I haven't forgotten about this blog. I'm still around, alive and kicking. 

But, creatively, I've been at a standstill. Some writers pooh-pooh the notion of writer's block, and even I'm not sure if that's what I've been experiencing. I'd set aside the time to write and spend that time staring at a blank screen, crying. 

This past October I went to a writer's retreat in hopes that something would shake loose, but it didn't turn out that way. I had a wonderful time connecting with other writers, and enjoyed the atmosphere, scenery, and food, but when it came to writing time, I spent it in frustration and tears. 

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So, as I wrote the title, I realized that's how I felt each time I tried to write: I'm still here... in a writing drought.  

But now, I'm here... writing again! I feel almost giddy over it, like finding an oasis in the desert! I hope to stay here awhile.

Have you experienced creative droughts?