Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at PhotobucketSince I finished my manuscript a few weeks ago, I’ve been suffering from what I can only call EHS—Empty Head Syndrome. Not only do I have zero desire to write, but I can’t concentrate. My brain flits from subject to subject, restless and prickly, trying to pin down something worthy of attention. I check out bestsellers and fat biographies from the library, read fifty or a hundred pages, then return them for a new, equally unsatisfactory batch. I watch the first few minutes of a DVD and switch off the TV. Sometimes I catch myself staring into space and wonder how long I’ve been sitting there, my mind drifting, cut loose from its moorings.

For the first week or so I actually enjoyed this aimlessness. But before too long, I started feeling antsy. What happened to all those terrific story ideas that kept percolating in my head at three in the morning while I was so busy wrapping up my last project, that I couldn’t wait to have the time to unleash? Are they still in there, gemstones buried in the muck, or have they evaporated along with my motivation? What if my last manuscript really was the last?

All of this is a familiar response after a period of writing and editing intensely, but it’s unnerving anyway. The how-to books are full of advice about how to get the most out of your writing time, but not many of them address the topic of burnout. As it turns out, the aftermath of a book deadline is a little like getting over the flu; there’s not much you can do but stock up on magazines and ginger ale and trust that your writer’s chops aren’t truly, permanently damaged but laying low, repairing themselves; that if you can just hang on and ride it out, eventually you’ll wake up one morning with clarity restored and imagination percolating, ready to start again.

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