There’s nothing like Spring! The trees budding, the daffodils blooming, the grass greening, the butterflies flapping. Spring is the time to crawl from winter hibernation and march forward with a sense of renewal. It’s the time to let our creativity blossom and allow our ideas to sprout into something beautiful. Spring is the time to get writing!
This weekend I was in the mood for a little spring cleaning. I sorted through my filing, my shred, and all the odd pieces of scrap paper I’ve collected over the year that for some reason I didn’t feel the need to discard at the relevant time. The de-cluttering was invigorating until I came across an old schedule I’d prepared this time last year for the completion of my current WIP and realized…
I’m eight months behind! AHHHHH!
Normally I would beat up on myself for being such a slack ass, but one of my resolutions this year was to forgive myself a little more. So instead I began cleaning out all the “internal” clutter I’d been carrying around in hopes I’d figure out what happened. After all, if I’m going to be starting over this Spring I’d better learn from my mistakes, right?
Best I can figure, here’s what happened….First came the schedule crunches, which I will freely admit I have a hard time adjusting to. Work at my day job finally picked back up after a long down time (good for the wallet, not so good for the muse). My older daughter’s gymnastic schedule threw the family’s groove out of whack. My younger daughter started kindergarten, bringing in another set of books to read at night and homework problems to check over. And my husband’s work schedule went haywire. Well, you know who’s left to make the adjustments, right? MOM.
I’m not complaining – it’s part of being a mom and I wouldn’t change it for the world. But the reality is the more I adjusted to these new circumstances, the less time I had to write. Sure, I fought the good fight for a while – burning the candle at every end I could. I woke up and wrote before work, squeezed every spare minute I could on the weekends, and used my time sitting in the car rider line at school to work on my plot. I had every single freaking minute of my day planned out – literally. And slowly everything began to wear down – my brain, my emotions, and all of my will power.
AHA! I burned myself out, that’s what happened.
I didn’t give myself any downtime in that tight knit, perfectly measured schedule I’d so diligently worked to master, and look where it got me? Sitting on the couch with a severe case of writer’s block, waiting for something – anything – to reignite that fire inside me. Never Again, I tell you! Never. Again.
So here’s my plan. First, I’m going to admit to myself and my family that contrary to what I’ve tried to portray, I’m not Wonder Woman and I need a little bit of help. Then…you’ve all heard by now about the fabulous bad girlz book race Elizabeth Michels is launching on March 15th, right? Well, I’m in. I’m crawling out of that cave from the long winter, stretching, and heading for the sunlight. My 80K might be split between two manuscripts and a slew of plot boards, but I’m going to do everything I can to get it done – this time making sure not to forget the importance of rest.
**Takes a long cleansing breath**
Okay, internal clutter – gone. Path to redemption – still a little hazy, but it’s there. I can feel the heat of something grand churning in the pit of my stomach. Let the creativity blossom and spawn the words I need to finish this.
Are you coming out of hibernation too? Join us for the #80Khotfoot.