One word says it all and that word is... 'meh'

I'm not one of life's motivated people. I am not, and never have been, perky. This probably doesn't come as much of a surprise to anyone on my friends list who's actually ever had any dealings with me. ;)

However, I'm currently even less motivated than usual. Perhaps it's an undiagnosed case of Seasonal Affective Disorder, or maybe I'm just bone idle. Who knows?

All I know is, I have more fic to finish than I care to think about (though this is hardly new) and would rather do just about anything than sit down and write. Problem is, some of the-fic-I'm-not-writing is promised to someone and as the days pass I'm feeling more and more guilty that the fic in question isn't getting done, and for no good reason, really. Likewise, I didn't even get *started* on a WWW fic this year, having at least managed to turn out two in the past two years and save myself the cost of a zine! ;)

I don't consider it writer's block as such, more like writer's torpor.

And then a minor identity crisis follows. What are you if you're a writer and don't write? Is it a permanent state, like being an alcoholic, no matter how long it is since you produced something?