I've just been on the road for the second time in less than a month, and so once again I am out of touch with the online world. There are hurricane-relief efforts going on, and Book Blogger Appreciation Week, and an effort to support the presence of GLBT characters and story lines in YA, and I don't even have it in me to code a link to any of it, even though I'm in favor of all of these causes.
I've just come
through a period of time where I have done a lot. Some days, it feels as
if I'm busy every single second. And lately, I've been giving myself
permission to do less, and to do more of what I enjoy and less of what
just feels like a chore. And to acknowledge that I can't do every single
thing that I would like to do. And to accept that when I've been away,
catching up is not an instant process.
Writers are famous for
having this kind of lifestyle, the juggling-a-hundred-things,
busy-all-the-time lifestyle. I believe that is because 1) writing
generally pays poorly, and most writers have to have another job to pay
the bills; and 2) writers are often interested in many, many things, and
we're always trying to experience this and learn more about that and
try this and do that.
It's an incredibly rich life. Just one that requires a day off now and then.