I have not read a book since Covid. There, I said it. That in itself is absolutely appalling confession. And yet I still have this regular urge to find a coffee shop and spend a couple hours reading. It just seems the attention span isn't there. I still purchase books to add to the TBR pile, though not nearly as often as I used to. Partly because I know there hasn't been enough brain power to enjoy reading a book with the proper attention one deserves. Partly because I know if I do, it will just be added to the impossible pile I currently have. Reading for me always has been an escape, but also kindling for ideas. So having not read a complete book since the world shut down, means it is not entirely surprising that I have not written anything either.
To the point that, as I just received the renewal notification of this dormant website, it gives me pause as to why I even have this website anymore. Perhaps an Amy Sedgemore out there is waiting for this domain to become available. Perhaps I don't need to keep paying for a website that has tumbleweeds rolling through it. But even these thoughts have a fragment inside shaking its head with fervor no to both of those thoughts, which makes me smirk and exhale a sigh of relief that somewhere deep inside of me, the writer wants to reemerge. To start voicing all the thoughts and ideas I've had in my head over the years, instead of burying them deep instead to the nothingness.
I'll start with old tactics learned from SIWC (Surrey International Writers Conference) with wild mind writing and blog posts, maybe of the travel experience over the past few years. With the hope this will lead me to dusting off the crickety WIPs that actually have not been forgotten.
I am even slightly encouraged that I haven't already closed this tab and gone back to ignoring this side of myself. Instead of sleepless nights due to my Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome sleep disorder, I yearn for sleepless nights when ideas are sparking and words are flowing faster than they can be captured; for when the Word Monster is finally awake and firing on all cylinders.
It is time.