When it rains, give it a few hours - then it comes like a massive hit of adrenaline. This sudden surge of excitement. I open up a short story only half-finished and run it right though. Then proceed with my novel, running over a few paragraphs and perhaps finishing a chapter and moving along to the next.
The rain goes...and with it - my creativity seems to fade. I am stuck with nothing to do, I know too few people to attend social events (i've never been one for parties anyway, all anyone does is get drunk and talk about stupid crap), and I've played the **** out of every single PC game I own, I don't feel like reading - and I don't watch (or own) a TV. I get such deep feelings of apathy some days, its just hard to get going and make the decision to get out of bed.
What do I do with myself when the creative flame only sparks underwater?