Has this ever happened to you?
Recently I’ve been doing a lot of reading, and have come across some very good books. I always read a lot, so that part isn’t too out-of-the-ordinary. It is the fact that nearly everything I’ve read lately has been really good. Things by Kurt Vonnegut, Markus Zusak, and Richard Kearney have really stood out, but there has been a lot of other good material too.
It has left me feeling a bit like I do a the end of a meal when the family gets together for a holiday — sated. I am full to the brim. And worse, I am lethargic. When I sat down to write yesterday, not a word could come out of my pen. Instead, I sat sketching little line drawings of dragons, old men, and other strange creatures. Thing is, I can’t draw, and seldom ever do. My mind is just so full of ideas and words, though, that I am not able to do anything else.