I have fallen behind.
The ideas are there, the intentions are there and even the energy is there – but so is the housework.
I have really enjoyed writing this blog. It’s given me back my love of writing creatively. It’s made me, me again. The only problem is, I’ve fallen behind with life and this is something that cannot happen.
The family needs clean clothes, food on the table, stories read, paintings painted. This is all part of being a mum and a wife and I do enjoy it. But after seemingly being immune to it for so long, I’ve caught the writing bug again – and I’ve never felt better.
These days I am grumpy if I don’t write every evening. My family, especially my two-year-old, will remind me I have not been smiling lately. Go figure…
Tomorrow I will clean the office and get right back on that literary horse. Although, I wish it was that easy.
My creativity has been unlocked once more and now I don’t even know where to start!
Do I keep submitting my work into competitions? Do I finished the novel I started more than eight years ago? Do I write the new novel I feel really enthusiastic about? Do I try and get some shorter work published?
What do you do when you have too much to write but not enough time to do it? Can you work on two (or more) projects at once? Or do you have to finish one thing before moving on to the next?
I am really looking forward to the impending NaNoWriMo next month. At least that will make me get some of these words out of my system.
Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow I will at least write something.