Depression comes in many shapes and sizes and can be triggered by many things. This time the trigger was no job and no money. Each time I have had a crisis of faith in myself it has taken a few months to pull myself up by the bootstraps, but I have always rebounded. This time it is taking me way too long to even reach for the bootstraps let alone pull on them. My life has changed, I no longer read nor write. This is the first time I have put fingers to keyboard and I wasn't playing a stupid game on facebook. My subscription to Panhistoria lapsed and I was too broke to renew it so that fact sent me into another death spiral. But now my job situation had changed for the better so maybe those bootstraps are nearer my fingertips than they have been in a very long time.
So enough with the 'oh, woe is me' brewhaha and on with the good news. I have found a wonderful Thoroughbred mare that moves like a dream come true and whose owner is financially strapped and can't keep her. And she is right in the same barn as my gelding! Lucky me! Now all I have to do is convince the owner to give her to me. If it is meant to be, it will be.
As to my writing? How is that going, you ask? Well I have picked up some of my research material off of the nightstand and dusted it off and even cracked the spine, flipped through some pages and read a paragraph or two. The desire to write is still there just a little bit dormant. But the desire for finishing at least one of my novels is as strong as ever. Look out world I'm baaaack!
