Not when you've been scorched too many times. But I'm having a classic break-up reaction nontheless. I stored all my writing books in the back room where I can't see them. Unfollowed writing contacts on Twitter. Make snarky comments about writing to no one in particular. I also catch myself singing Jewel's You Were Meant for Me, and Rascal Flatt's Moving On.
But I'm laughing about it.
If you'd like to support me during this "difficult" time, click on the YouTube video below and sing along. Seriously. I'd love it.