a streak comes to an end with a whimper

Some time after I had been on this site for a while, I realized I had managed to publish at least one story, poem, or essay each calendar month with one exception.

Being the kind of individual I am, it became an obsession to keep this streak going, and honestly, I think the quality of my stories suffered for it.

Well, as of midnight tonight, the streak is over, as I have not been able to produce any content for the month of November.

Part of me is quite sad about this, and even wonders if my inability to keep the streak going is a sign I no longer have the imagination needed to create more stories.

Another part of me is kind of relieved, because it would rather I make fewer stories of higher quality rather than try and meet some artificial deadline.

Such is life, I guess.