I'm home with a cold and reading Dick Francis between cough drops, aspirin, tea and toast. There are times when being slightly under the weather is fun. I don't feel guilty about not working. I'm just relaxing. Wow! I thought I'd forgotten how. (But I mustn't make it a habit.) No fear. My husband will take care of that!
I just finished a big book. At first I felt exhilarated--at last it was finished! But now I feel let down and lethargic. I tried writing a short story, but it was lousy. I wouldn't call this condition "writer's block." It's sort of a close cousin. I'd call it "writer's lag"--or "drag." Has anyone else suffered from this ailment after finishing a book? If so, please let me know and what, if possible, will cure it.
Baseball players are just like writers. They take a nose dive once in awhile, but they come back better than ever! I have faith in them, just as I have faith in those writers who disappear for awhile, but never stop, and come back swinging.