Vertigo, my friends. It's my second go-around in as many months. I'm am tired of the world spinning past me. I've been moving my body to minimize the speed at which things fly past my fast when I am no longer in motion.
That is not conducive to writing. Or reading, for that matter. Hence, the complete and total lack of creativity. That made the writing retreat an odd experience. Fortunately, I am blessed and was able to have many conversations and brainstorming sessions. I have notes made in the moments when the spinning was less severe.
Do you suppose the fact that the new project is about spinning wool had any bearing on my inability to stand still? Spinning, spun, fell. At least, I have some great ideas. And sheep photos. We were staying in a town whose university mascot is a ram. Lots and lots of ram paraphanalia. So my mind was definitely on the new project.
What do you do when you are unable to work on a project?