During the holidays, I seemed to be unproductive. When I realized this ebb was a necessary part of the process, I was at peace with this period of dormancy. But I was so ready for the flow of the "new year." Thankfully, it came: I added another story to my Talk Story collection, continued my drawing lessons, and started the verse form of my play, Pulani. I am trying to discipline myself to keep "office hours" in the morning for writing, as that is my most clear-headed time. Today, I picked up my guitar. I washed linens and even began to clean and clear out the mounds of stuff I have in my possession. Not fun, but one of those things that will be good for you, in the end.
I love flow times. I don't think you have to have a life like mine (retired) to live in this creative flow, though it sure is nice. The main thing, is having a desire to create and definite projects to work on that come from your inner core.