*dusts off journal*
Jul. 1st, 2008 02:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can't believe it's July already. I'm having a hard time dealing with the fact that half a year is gone. I don't feel like I've done as much as I should have by this halfway point in 2008.
Part of the problem is that I'm crawling out from under a bad case of burnout. I was sick the first part of this year, then I went to a writers workshop the end of February, came home, and promptly got sicker. I had a deadline (self-imposed sorta; it's a challenge thing) I met the end of March only by writing thirty thousand some odd words in the last four days of the month. I was supposed to be doing the same thing the second quarter of this year, only without (hopefully) the end of the quarter marathon. Did I? Nope.
Sure, I did write other things, and I kept stuff in the mail, but my writing every day work schedule went out the window when I got sick for the second time. I finally realized I have to give my body a break before it gives me a swift kick in the ass that lands me in bed, and not in a positive, life-affirming way. ;) Part of it was just enjoying the time not writing -- going back to just having a day job and spending time off work with family and projects around the house. This having two jobs -- the day job and the writing job -- plus a family and household obligations can wear a person out; it sure did me.
So... I've decided not to beat myself up for basically taking three months off. I haven't taken a vacation from the writing gig in five years. I'm considering the three months as accrued PTO. *g* But starting this quarter, I'm getting back in the saddle, so to speak, although if I take a day off here and there, I'm not going to get too upset about that either. I have writing projects I want to work on, stories I want to submit. And I think now my head's in the right place to do that.
Part of the problem is that I'm crawling out from under a bad case of burnout. I was sick the first part of this year, then I went to a writers workshop the end of February, came home, and promptly got sicker. I had a deadline (self-imposed sorta; it's a challenge thing) I met the end of March only by writing thirty thousand some odd words in the last four days of the month. I was supposed to be doing the same thing the second quarter of this year, only without (hopefully) the end of the quarter marathon. Did I? Nope.
Sure, I did write other things, and I kept stuff in the mail, but my writing every day work schedule went out the window when I got sick for the second time. I finally realized I have to give my body a break before it gives me a swift kick in the ass that lands me in bed, and not in a positive, life-affirming way. ;) Part of it was just enjoying the time not writing -- going back to just having a day job and spending time off work with family and projects around the house. This having two jobs -- the day job and the writing job -- plus a family and household obligations can wear a person out; it sure did me.
So... I've decided not to beat myself up for basically taking three months off. I haven't taken a vacation from the writing gig in five years. I'm considering the three months as accrued PTO. *g* But starting this quarter, I'm getting back in the saddle, so to speak, although if I take a day off here and there, I'm not going to get too upset about that either. I have writing projects I want to work on, stories I want to submit. And I think now my head's in the right place to do that.