'm joining the Slow Travel challenge and will attempt to blog every day during February. Several regular Slow Travelers are doing this, in part to inspire one another to keep writing through the grizzly bear days of February. I've just dubbed them as grizzly bear days because, if hot, humid weather is considered the dog days of summer, then these winter days -- when I want only to feed, sleep and occasionally snarl at people -- HAVE to be grizzly bear days.
However, since I can't hibernate and still keep my job, I'll instead write. It seems so much more difficult here in Ottawa than it did a few weeks ago from Rome. This, of course, relates mainly to subject matter. Life here in Ottawa is fairly dull. I try to distract myself by either thinking about a past trip, or planning a new trip. But that's not so interesting for other people to hear about.
In painful contrast (from my present perspective) it seemed the words just flowed when I was blogging from Rome. And it wasn't all attributable to the amount of limoncello I drank as I wrote. Clearly, life in Rome is much more interesting and a blog-worthy topic.
But that's probably not the only explanation for my dearth of words here and now. My colleague Ken Ross, who is a gifted writer and wit, suggested that getting out of one's rut is sure-fire way to break a creative block (I'm fairly certain he would never use the hackneyed term: "sure-fire")
Ken says that when he is on holidays, he gets lots of great, creative ideas for projects. That, he speculates, is because when one's routine is shaken up, one's creativity can flow more easily.
This, of course, is exactly the rationale I've been looking for, to justify taking a sabbatical from my job as a hired-pen (which really does stifle my creative impulses) and running off to live in Italy for a while. Unfortunately, I still need my paycheque and the benefits that go with my job, so I'll have to find some other way to get out of my rut, or at least shake it up.
Maybe writing daily in this blog will help.....and perhaps I'll spend more time dreaming about buying a little apartment somewhere in Italy, as my friends Jim and Marcie have done. Thinking about how I'd pay for that, definitely shakes me up!