The question is write what, exactly?
It’s been a long time since I’ve had time to do side projects and work on the novel that seems to never want to get done. I shelved all that stuff for graduate school two years ago. Plus working at WN afforded me little free time to work on those projects.
So now I have time, and I am seeking inspiration. I look around and I’m not quite sure where to find it. It doesn’t help that I still don’t have a desk and my desktop computer is still sitting at my parents’ house in Connecticut. I’m working off the laptop, which is fine, but I don’t have space to work.
The idea of lack of space is funny too since I live in a giant two-bedroom apartment by myself. I have a whole second bedroom begging to be turned into an office. I just need the desk and some shelves.
But until I get that squared away, I need to find other ways to seek out inspiration.
So I’ve been digging through the still packed up boxes looking for things that could help. That’s when I found Tigger tonight.
Tigger is a funny little beanie because he’s stuck with me for close to a decade. I got him when I was in college, and he was sort of the happy guy. He’d always make you feel better. You’d look at the thing and couldn’t help but smile.
And I wasn’t the only one who was like this. Tigger traveled because my friends found happiness in him too. Someone suffered a break-up? She needed some lift during a long night of studying or paper writing? Tigger traveled to help out.
I don’t know what it was about Tigger, but everyone felt they could overcome whatever task or problem blocking their path. Maybe it’s what Tigger symbolized more than anything: the people supporting us.
There was a time I stopped having Tigger hang around. He was there, but he was ignored. It was a dark period of time in my life.
It’s been a long time since he’s hung out with me, but my life has done a 180 in the last four years between graduate school, WN and now these changes here in New Jersey. It’s fitting he’s here again.
And hopefully he can inspire me to get my writing mojo working again.