Rain and autumn weather makes a perfect combination to do something comforting.
Read a cozy mystery novel while sipping tea.
Watch an old fashion movie with a bowl of buttered popcorn to eat endlessly.
Or, if you’re not me:
join in the crowded shopping center to buy stuff, useful or not, in order to cross something off the to-do list. Or not.
Being at the retail day job on such a perfect Sunday to do read a novel or watch a movie was… motivating.
As soon as kiddo went to bed, I got he pen and paper and laptop out. And started writing / doodleling / blogging.
My brain is too overhelmed to dive in the writing projects, so I’ll settle for a free writing session sprinkled with ddodleling and writing a very short post!
Dear fellow writers, if I learned one thing this past two years its to avoid pushing a brain mushed out by a very long, exhausting, a bit sad reatail workday.
It pains me a tiny bit, because it means I start the week with a minus two whole chapters in the writing goals.
That being said, with all honesty, I’m convinced everything that would have come out of my imagination tonight would be utter crap.
I’m not tempting the muse. I’m going to bed. At 8pm. That’s right. That’s it.
Take the best care of yourself, dear fellow writers, and thank you oh so much for being here.
And your only child is five years old.
When I was a kid, I remember very well finding it quite weird when adults said: it goes so fast. Or finding it annoying when they would: you grow up so fast.
Everything was going so slow on my side of things! I had to wait a year to be 8 years old, I had to wait for the bell to go play, wait for this, that, and this again.
Somehow time changed when I got pregnant, and it change again when kiddo arrived.
Now, kiddo is at kindergarten. Learning new games. Making friends. It’s all very recent. Too recent to invite anyone to a birthday party, on a short notice too.
We invited only one friend, the best friend, for the birthday. And it was amazing. We played games, and ate candy and cake, and listen to music and took way too many pictures.
I enjoyed spending that time with the kids, talking with them, watch them go.
Did I have a second to work on the writing projects? Nope.
Does it matter? Nope.
Because it goes so fast.
You blink, and…
This very morning, I started the new fantasy novel for an MG writing project, while keeping on re-writing the YA.
(By the way, what’s your take on YA these days? I look at all the new novels coming out this fall and I must admit, many titles seem so deja-vu, that I’m not even tempted to pick them up. Please, don’t tell me that’s because I’m getting old!!!)
It has been a while since I looked this hard and this long at a blank page !!!
Words came. Words were erased. Again and again. Until I gave up and went back to a 5-year-old draft, from which I stole just enough words to get me started.
I’ve been in revision mode for so long, maybe that’s why I couldn’t come up with a decent sentence?
Clearly, starting a new writing project will be beneficial, if only for my imagination!
And speaking of which, I better get back to it!
Take good care of yourself and may all the good words flow your way!