…Makes Kaye a Cranky Dragon
As I mentioned last week, this month has been a rough one for me. Between being sick and caring for sick kids, planning birthday parties, baking cakes, plus all my other regular chores like feeding the family, doing laundry and dishes, sorting through clothes (all three kids just went up a size), and keeping the house one step up from disgusting, I feel like all my writing time has been eaten up by mom duties.
Sure, I’ve squeezed in time to query and enter a contest or two, as well as do critiques, but I haven’t done any writing.
And it’s made me cranky.
There’s nothing that can replace the sheer joy I feel when I’m writing. The thrill of creating new worlds. The delight of molding characters. The satisfaction of figuring out plot problems. These are the things that make me realize I’m meant to be a writer. Because I don’t feel right, if I’m not writing.
So, I’ve made a promise to myself. For the rest of the month, I’m going to try and put writing first. I’m aiming to add 1,000 words to my WIP (the one I haven’t touched since my mini writing retreat at the end of March) and I need to draft a PB for 12×12.
Hopefully by my next post, I’ll be back to feeling like my normal, writerly self. What about you? Do you feel different when you skip writing? Tell me about it in the comments.