Sometimes, unfortunately, life gets in the way of the words. I try to write anyway, no matter what’s going on, but sometimes…well, sometimes it’s just not possible.
Last week, there was stuff going on in my life, some stressful stuff, and I couldn’t concentrate on much of anything else. Thing were neglected. And I let them be. I had to, or else I would have a bit of a breakdown. And no one wants that, So I didn’t write anything, though I still did a bit of brain plotting in the quiet times. I didn’t even write posts last week because I just…couldn’t.
And even though this week is shaping up to be more of the same, it’s at least a bit less stressful, and I can refocus. I spent the weekend catching up and getting ahead on some of my responsibilities so I can focus my attention again on where I want it to be. Eight hours a day are taken up by work, and they have to be, but the rest of the time, that’s mine.
I’m working on something new, and I’ve barely broken ground. I already realize a bit that needs to be fixed. And that’s good. I can do this. I got this.
I just had to remind myself that it’s okay, once in a while, to ignore the writing, and to focus on other things. I’m adept at working on works in progress, and sometimes the WIP is me and not what I’m writing. Last week was solely about me. This week, I can get back to focusing on the bigger picture. And I’m looking forward to it.