My March Madness c’est fini, kaput, done for, finished, outta-here, and this morning I wished on a dandelion: Please, no more months like that. I haven’t thrown so many tantrums and broken into so many tears since I was a teenager. I’m on a high learning curve — call it trial by fire — with this new day-job gig I’ve got going. It’s completely insane, in fact. At one point, I left a screaming vent message on a friend’s voicemail, and she laughed so hard she had to share it with her workmates. (I don’t vent often; I’m the quiet sort.)
It’s not that I’m not still working like crazy, but I decided to switch off my tendency to take ownership. This is NOT my project; I’m just a pion writer, and if others don’t know what they’re doing, it’s not up to ME to instruct them, especially since I barely know what I’m doing as it is. Right? Right.
Also, yesterday I went to brunch with a couple of writer friends. Elizabeth Engstrom and Nancy Boutin — actually, I was meeting her for the first time. I haven’t felt like a fictionista for many weeks and talking with them helped me clear my head. In reality, I hardly spoke — I was still so exhausted — but I left feeling better anyhow. I’ve gotta remember that I’m working the other stuff to pay the bills, that’s all.
So now, I’m about to spend the afternoon with my neglected manuscript. This work feels like a soul-sigh.
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Love your blog header. I’m geared up for the final game tonight, Go Spartans:)
Hi, Bookbabie, thanks for visiting! I’m going to check out your blog now…
Sorry to hear March was such a pain. May April bring you a little peace.
You were delightful at breakfast. Glad you’re back to sanity, you fiction-writer-with-a-day-job, you. (not technical-writer-who-also-writes-fiction.)
Mine has been neglected as well. But soon I hope. Very soon …
Hi Tracer — thanks for that!
I keep having to remind myself of that, Liz!
Hi Travis, hope all is well with you since the fire. Our manuscripts patiently await us…
yes, that’s one of the good things about a day job. When you get home in the evening, you are glad to sink into your own work. To embrace it and do it. Ever onward! it’s sooooo worth it.