I have had a really hard time writing lately but let’s not call it “writer’s block” because I “don’t believe in” “writer’s block” - so suffice it to say, I missed a writing deadline on Monday and all week I’ve tried to catch up. I spent all of Wednesday night trying. I wrote one paragraph on five or six different topics, none of which bloomed into anything. I read a Sherlock Holmes story in an attempt to write something about Sherlock, the TV show, but really I just tried to read a Sherlock Holmes story, in the bath, I didn’t make it to the end.
Earlier this week I decided I want to write reviews of cookbooks and I wanted to pitch that idea to my editors at Full Stop but I haven’t yet. I want to write cookbook reviews because I find I have a lot of opinions about the ways that recipes are written, especially because very few recipe authors (?) seem to give me clear instructions on how high to have the heat on when I’m cooking something on the stove top, and what does it mean that I’ve become a person who has intense thoughts about how a recipe is written?
I think I’m getting a little bit of my juice back.
