burn·out : the condition of someone who has become very physically and emotionally tired after doing a difficult job for a long time. —Merriam-Webster Online
It’s why I haven’t blogged since the Louisiana Book Festival last fall. I haven’t even visited my website until now.
For motivation, I completed a fiction-writing workshop with Wm. Anthony Connolly. He helped me find the words I feared I had lost.
So I went back to work with my pal and first-reader Dave Malone. I crafted a flash fiction piece and “Cold Snap” was a finalist in The Lascaux Review’s 250-word story contest. I even devised a plan for a novel, but childhood memories swamped me.
And Hippocampus Magazine has just published one of the memoir essays I’ve been working on instead. It seems the “found words” had a plan of their own.
These begin with a Georgia prison.
And Mama kicking my father to the curb in “No Sign of Daddy.”