Friends, it’s been a weird seven days. After a successful Monday of writing, I proceeded to go on a five day anti-creative skid during which even thinking about writing made me want to crawl under the covers and hide.
Fortunately, the brain fog eventually lifted and yesterday I managed to put together one of my most productive days as a working writer/mom/person who needs to relax some of the time.
Today I woke up and there was still more to do. Over the weekend I got back not one but TWO projects for editing, to say nothing of the edits my current manuscript needs, I’m still two days behind in my word count, and November is just one short week away.
In short, I got shit to do.
And, truth be told, I thought I would be overwhelmed. But, honestly, it felt kind of… inspiring to be this busy. Like, this is what it means to be a working writer. And maybe it’s just because I woke up with the right brain chemistry today, but instead of feeling disillusioned, I felt… grateful. Grateful to have this opportunity and grateful that I’m in a position to utilize it when so many others are not.
So, I’m going to tackle those edits and I’m gonna write some more words, and you know what? I might even pitch an article (gulp). Because I’m a writer and that’s what I do.
Until next time, friends.
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