The First of May.

I woke up late today to a different world: outside, there was rain, which is not so common for San Francisco at this point in the year. The temperature wasn’t too bad, but after awhile, the wind picked up.

It was as if the rain came around to wash away the worries and stress of the month of April, and starting off the month of May with new life. I suppose May showers are better than April ones.

The irony of the months.

It seems like I hit a bit of a dry spell each month when it comes to overall inspiration. No, I wouldn’t think it’s because of “that” time of the month, but it seems to be a monthly thing for me nonetheless. Last month, around this same time, I lost motivation/inspiration for doing much writing or anything else that involved creativity. And here I am, one month later, feeling about the same. My grocery shopping this week has been uninspired, yawn-inducing for me.

It’s ironic to me, in many ways: lately I have been doing more things that are out-of-the-ordinary from my routine, e.g., going out and discovering different local events. Most of the time, I go out alone since I feel a strange sense of comfort for doing things on my own rather than having a friend around and feeling like I have to accommodate their wishes. There’s just more of a sense of freedom involved when I am able to decide what I want to do with my free time.

So, one would think that with the explorations I have done recently, I would find some inspiration for writing, for cooking, and so forth. But no, not really; it’s already good enough that I’m able to find material to continue to blog with, but in terms of writing stories/finally beginning on that rewrite of Novel 1, I hit a block. Same goes for cooking.

Some say there’s no such thing as Writer’s Block; the muse is just missing, and I just have to hunt it down in order to start writing again.

From the teabag:

“Advertising may be described as the science of arresting the human intelligence long enough to get money from it.”– Unknown

Funny how I found this on my teabag this morning; it must be fate for a teabag to find its way to someone who studied marketing/advertising.

Bookstores are deadly…

I found myself perusing through a lot of bookshelves today at Borders after my dentist appointment. What started out as a simple browse through the Local Interest section ended up being an hour of looking through all the new releases (nonfiction and fiction), swimming around the bargain books and then skimming in the Self Help, Business, Small Business/Entrepreneur bookshelves. I could have spent much more time at Borders today, but I was beginning to feel overwhelmed with all of the book titles and how they all tempted me to buy them.

But alas, I held off on my purchases and instead have looked up some of the books at the Public Library website so I can check the books out in my own time later. I have to save money still, since I am currently still job searching.

In other news, in case you missed my previous entry (since I just now backdated it): Check out my friend’s work— I promise you will not regret it.