Losing My Writing Mojo

 

It happens to us all at one time or another.  We find ourselves wading up the stream of life in leaky welly boots going seemingly nowhere when we should be, in our minds, surfing downstream with a champagne-foam wake behind us.  Some days are just good enough to exist.   The true test of ones mettle is how you manage on days like this, a lowly cell in the Petri dish of life.

I would love to report that I go for a spirit lifting all-day hike, visit the elderly and less privileged for a gratitude lesson or even more heroically give up alcohol but we all have to do it our own way and alas I do no such noble things.

I took Mr. Jules out to Les Trois Tilleuls for lunch on a wet Tuesday in April when there was no hope in the world and the magnolias were sodden and bruised.  We ate, drank good local wine and then did what all consenting adults would do on a wet Tuesday afternoon given half the chance.

In the film Something’s Gotta Give starring Diane Keaton and Jack Nicholson, Erica the writer, played by the lovely Keaton loses her writing mojo “I’m going to play music, cook, get into my zen place then focus”.  

As well as eating, drinking and reviewing stamp collections, I also move furniture around.  I like to do this now and again for fun, but Erica’s/Keaton’s house in the Hamptons all pale blue and beige inspired me so much that I even thought of, albeit fleetingly, driving out to Ikea ON A SATURDAY! 

If my mojo doesn’t reappear soon you will find me wandering pale faced around Fly, Interio and that other place of shopping hell Piers Import buying crap.

Copyright Julesritter.com sodding rain again, April 2008