I’d love nothing more than to be an author, first and foremost. For that to be my primary focus all the time. Writing gives me a solace and a creative outlet that I need to function, and to be able to put the words on a page, and craft a story I can share with the world is one of my greatest joys. Sometimes greatest frustrations too, but that’s a different blog post.
But it can’t be my primary focus, not right now. Maybe not ever. And I deal with that in my own way. But because it’s not, there is a lot of life I have to deal with and sometimes it gets in the way of writing. And sometimes it feels like it’s all conspiring against me.
The last few months have been stressful, incredibly so, as I’ve been dealing with issues at the evil day job that keep getting worse. The last week and a half, there’s been family issues too, things going on that I can’t control and that all I can do is worry about. The combination has taken it’s toll on my poor brain.
Basically, I’m a piping hot mess of worry and that’s not the most conducive mindset for writing. I’ve been able to scrabble out a few words. The flash fics too. And I will keep plugging along. But things are slow. It’s hard to get the focus. And I’m putting pressure on myself in a lot of directions.
The point of this post? To say that I may be scarce for a bit longer, and that I’m not doing much writing.
Brandon and Jared will entertain you again on Friday with their continuing saga. They can’t wait to share it with you. I can’t wait for you to read it either. The flashes will happen no matter what else goes up here. And I’ll be back just as soon as I can