Something happened yesterday that hasn't happened in a super-duper LONG time, and I'm cautiously optimistic.
So, as many of you know, I'd been working part time at a digital publishing company which was altogether not a bad experience. That time has come to a close, however, and now I'm concentrating on myself and my writing for the first time in a little over a year.
During the course of that year when I was working, I tried desperately to write, but mostly failed. Though I did manage to write some agent notes on THE LINE, and finish the first draft of THE BEAST REIGN (which, by the way, needs a TON of work), I also managed to blog, and keep my household afloat (barely), but it was a struggle - as I really only have from 8:30 am to 2:30 pm to work, plus all the other duties I have, you know, like groceries, pets, blah, blah, blah - life!
No excuses!
Right?
This is not an excuse.
This is me looking back and analysing myself because, well, that's what I do...Always. Constantly. I'm sure my friends have grown used to it, but I'm sure they find it annoying at times.
Anyway, I carry on...
During that year, my creative energy, or really, my desire to write, was worn down to a nub, just out of pure lack of discipline because I did not set out a designated "time" for me to write - I wrote whenever I had time, and ultimately, that was my mistake.
It's like marriage and children.
There was never a perfect time to do those, and there was never a "perfect" time to write either.
But now, I'm on the other side of this year, and yesterday, after languishing on the couch sick with a nasty virus for a week, I managed to lift my head long enough and write.
For fun.
Imagine that!
It was 1,000 words - which in the grand scheme of life isn't much - but for me, it was a colossal triumph.
I wrote, 1) because I wanted to, 2) because it felt perfectly natural, 3) because it was FUN, 4) because I needed to.
This is huge.
This is life altering.
This is what I'd been missing.
I'm not entirely sure I will use what I wrote yesterday, but really, that's entirely besides the point.
I'd been worried I wouldn't get my "mojo" back.
And if yesterday proves to be any indication...
It's on its way.
This is a happiness so deep down I'm not even certain I can articulate it correctly.
With tears in my eyes, I cautiously raise my hands to my keyboard and sigh, "Missed you."
So, as many of you know, I'd been working part time at a digital publishing company which was altogether not a bad experience. That time has come to a close, however, and now I'm concentrating on myself and my writing for the first time in a little over a year.
During the course of that year when I was working, I tried desperately to write, but mostly failed. Though I did manage to write some agent notes on THE LINE, and finish the first draft of THE BEAST REIGN (which, by the way, needs a TON of work), I also managed to blog, and keep my household afloat (barely), but it was a struggle - as I really only have from 8:30 am to 2:30 pm to work, plus all the other duties I have, you know, like groceries, pets, blah, blah, blah - life!
No excuses!
Right?
This is not an excuse.
This is me looking back and analysing myself because, well, that's what I do...Always. Constantly. I'm sure my friends have grown used to it, but I'm sure they find it annoying at times.
Anyway, I carry on...
During that year, my creative energy, or really, my desire to write, was worn down to a nub, just out of pure lack of discipline because I did not set out a designated "time" for me to write - I wrote whenever I had time, and ultimately, that was my mistake.
It's like marriage and children.
There was never a perfect time to do those, and there was never a "perfect" time to write either.
But now, I'm on the other side of this year, and yesterday, after languishing on the couch sick with a nasty virus for a week, I managed to lift my head long enough and write.
For fun.
Imagine that!
It was 1,000 words - which in the grand scheme of life isn't much - but for me, it was a colossal triumph.
I wrote, 1) because I wanted to, 2) because it felt perfectly natural, 3) because it was FUN, 4) because I needed to.
This is huge.
This is life altering.
This is what I'd been missing.
I'm not entirely sure I will use what I wrote yesterday, but really, that's entirely besides the point.
I'd been worried I wouldn't get my "mojo" back.
And if yesterday proves to be any indication...
It's on its way.
This is a happiness so deep down I'm not even certain I can articulate it correctly.
With tears in my eyes, I cautiously raise my hands to my keyboard and sigh, "Missed you."
I'm so happy for you! Can't wait to see what comes out next!
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