I'm doing so little creative writing these days, I'm not happy about it, I am very aware of it. I regret it every single day. I'm afraid my imagination may have disintegrated, permanently.
One thing I might be able to manage is the odd (?) short poem.
Afraid of setting myself any targets, I've come up with the idea... not a target... that I might be able to gather thoughts clear enough to create haiku, just one or two to illustrate a moment in the month. I did one for June before I realised even the idea...
So - a monthly haiku? If I can't do this, I'm no longer worthy of considering myself a writer.