Tag: blah

I need to sit down and replan, well, everything.

In retrospect it was not a great idea to schedule my first real cold in four years smack dab in the middle of November. I’m way behind on the book, haven’t been able to schedule any Christmas vending opportunities, and I’m just generally feeling like everything’s out of momentum. Kind of a vicious cycle, too, which isn’t helping matters much.

I’m not mentioning any of this for sympathy. I just want to be on the record as knowing that it’s been a slacker month, too, and that I have to get off my butt at some point and get going again. Nobody else’s gonna do that for me, after all.

Maybe I should just take it easy this month.

It is Christmas season, and I am going about doing a bunch of things I’m not normally doing, and I am feeling mildly burned out. I should just post what I’m going to post, and take a breather. Stop trying to push myself for the rest of the month.

Also, I really need to block out Timmy’s plot. I know how it ends, but I don’t have a couple of bits in the middle yet. I also want to give the other side a chance to rebut the notion that is Timmy for a change. Normally it doesn’t matter, but now it does…

Today was highly unproductive.

That just happens, sometimes. The end of the school year is suddenly looming, and every weekend is starting to have in-person stuff penciled into it. Which takes a little getting used to, I have to admit. What I’d ideally like to do is take a few days off and half-explosively decompress, but I won’t have the schedule for that for at least a month.

And I guess I just didn’t feel like writing anything today. Which is really funny, because I put together something for somebody else on how to deal with writer’s block. Physcian heal thyself, hey?

Honestly, it’s not so much the existing pressure.

It’s the possibility that the pressure might be relieved in the future that… itches. I want everything put back the way it was, like, now. Obviously that’s not going to happen, but I want it to anyway. That can make me grouchy, like it did today. Grouchy and snappish over little things.

There’s going to be so much vacation time when this is all over…

Yeah, it was a light posting day.

Deadline for the baronial newsletter. Normally it’s not a problem, but this month some stuff that I’m peripherally involved with is going on and I needed to make sure it got into the newsletter all nice and whatnot. Couple that with a need to handle all the things going on with the second day of school back and it’s amazing where the time went.

And, to be truthful about it: the short story fiction is kind of looming over my head right now. I told myself a couple of days off was understandable, but the couple of days are over. Got to get back on top of things…

Kind of creatively drained, today.

Often happens on the first of the month. I’m also mildly worried of burnout, but I’m always worried about burnout. I think I’m going to go to bed at (for me) a reasonable hour, turn off the alarm, and not worry about when I’m getting up. The kids are perfectly capable of getting their own breakfasts and into each other’s business without my help, after all.