I have been thinking about my story a lot over the past few days. I have also been fighting sleep. Never got to bed until 1:00 AM, last night. Worried, mostly about things I cannot control or maybe it’s just my age. They say that as we grow older, we need less sleep. Maybe that’s all it is.
The days have been so warm and beautiful, each day filled with clear blue skies, emerald green lawns, and no need for an air conditioner. I think part of my melancholy is thinking about the change in seasons coming soon. I love summer and have not found much to like about winter except visually when it covers everything in a white blanket that lights the night. Yeah, I do like that part of winter, to look at it as long as I don’t have to actually experience the icy roads and bitter winds.
Like I said in the beginning, I have been thinking about my story but I haven’t been able to put very much down on paper. I have been at a crossroads in my personal life and the past week, I’ve been taking care of things so that I can move on. It’s always sad to give up something that has meant a great deal to you but there is also the adventure of starting something new. Whatever I do with my personal life, I think once everything is settled, my writing will become easier. It’s like I’ve been travelling to that new place but I still don’t see the destination. I know it’s out there. It scares me but it also excites me, just a little.
I know everyone says to just plant your butt in the chair and write. I have but nothing worthwhile has come of it. So I decided to write today about how I feel and maybe by writing about it, I can purge it and go on.
I promise to get back to my story…tomorrow.
Tell me, how do you handle writing everyday when life gets in the way? What motivates you to go on? Tell me your secrets, I really need to know.