Writing

I have been seriously neglecting my writing for the past few months. I think near mental breakdowns give me good reason, but still. I feel bad. I was going to get so much done this winter! John and I talked a lot about my writing today and I guess that really made me realize that I need to do something. I'm not sure I am ready for writing itself yet. My emotions just aren't in the right place-I'm not the writer who writes every day or as things are happening. I need to really be in a certain state of mind. Plus, I don't know what to work on. This was supposed to be the year of the novel-meaning, I would finish one. But I don't know if that's the best project for me right now. I've been thinking that this break up would best be written as a bunch of vignettes, and I wonder if I need to write some of those before heading back to novel world. Crazy lady who thinks she's destined to murder her husband or the fun taking apart the bed vignette? Who knows! For now, I think I am going to see about submitting some of my poetry and see if that gets me back into the writing world enough that in a few weeks I can actually write.