I wish I knew of a "key", a Rosetta Stone, a switch that both of us could activate - and break out of a morbid stage called "Artist's Block" - for that is what I think is the proper name for this syndrome. Logically it is a manifestation of something greater - depression.
One characteristic of depression is the destruction of energy. Simple tasks seem to require great effort, and one spends a lot of time involved in trying to determine, "What will it be like in the immediate future should I finally get to that pinhole color photography I once planned.
Ill suggest we are both "blocked" You are affected by the energy you devote to your children ... and that is certainly reasonable, NOBLE, sacred ...
I am blocked by the limitations of physical problems. Something over a month ago, I experienced emergency open-heart surgery, to correct a procedural error; In obtaining a biopsy of heart tissue, the ventricular wall of my heart was pierced. My chest had to be "cracked"; I was flayed open like a cod (still fascinated by the image); mopped, vacuumed, stitched, pop-riveted, wired, glued - and my heart successfuly restarted.
I'm recovering nicely - another miracle added to a long list.
The worst part of this is the creation of access to a number of "intellectualizations" ... ready made, and easily obtainable excuses to be used in dodging the bete' noir - the "black beast" that rhe fear of running out of necessary energy in the pursuit of photography has become. I'm still limited to lifting no more than ten pounds. I nap - sleep a lot, and suffer from insomnia ...
In short, I just can't get my ass "in gear".
I HATE being blocked.
What to do?
I don't think masochistically beating of the body, or the soul, is the way to go. All I'll do - in reality, all I CAN do, is to "scale back", for the time being. I doubt if I'll ever lose my love of photography or art, so I continue to read, visit APUG, and dream of the excited energy I pray will return.
I wish my social life was "tighter". I've already sensed that no one - or very few - want to be around a depressed/ blocked person... and that description of "what happened" is as far as I have deviated from, "Don't show people your scars".
I wish you were situated closer to Ipswich. "Going for coffee" would be good.