I can’t believe we’re at the end of the year already!
It’s a wonderful time, but also a super stressful time, as I’m sure you’re well aware. It doesn’t matter what or how you celebrate, or even if you don’t, there’s a ton of stress. A lot of it comes from outside – expectations from other people, employers, family. But most of it is expectation we put on ourselves. It doesn’t matter if you think you’re not setting a standard for yourself, you end up doing it anyway (or maybe that’s just me?).
It’s hard to find writing time and mojo during the holidays. There are so many more obligations – between holiday parties, shopping, decorating, and the rest. I mean, even if you don’t celebrate, you still have to deal with the crowds and the constant barrage of holiday hoopla just going to the grocery store.
This year, I am pushing to get as much writing time as possible. Writing has always been a sanity saver for me and now that I’ve remembered that, I’m not letting go.
Some things have changed since my last post…
My super stressful day job is no more. I am now employed in a low-stress, laid back, and cool place. I previously worked there many years ago and the people I worked with before are still there, which is awesome.
It’s only been a few weeks, but I am learning my new job and learning to relax a little. I knew it was going to be a process. You don’t go from the stress and insanity I had for years to a more laid back vibe without some internal issues. I’m getting there though.
The really cool thing is that I went to a author/reader event the day after handing in my notice. While there and while talking to a friend I could feel the writing blockages I’d been struggling with start to fade. I was writing. I was. But it was garbage. My story had no purpose, no plot, the characters were cardboard, and I had no idea what was going to happen. During that weekend, we managed to brainstorm and now I have a cohesive and awesome framework. Direct result of making the decision to move on.
Don’t get me wrong, leaving my old job was one of the hardest things I’ve done. I love those people, the industry, and what I did, but it came down to a question of what do I really want? I want to be an author. I don’t mind working a day job, but there has to be something left in my brain by the end of the day and there just wasn’t and it was getting worse. I wasn’t seeking a new job. This one just kind of came to me (actually I found out about it while we were on vacation) and I knew it was time to move.
So…new chapter for me. The writing is coming easier (and it makes sense now) and I am feeling so much better on the whole, so there’s that.
Bring on 2020! I’m ready!
Have a safe, peaceful, joyous, and amazing holiday season! Best of writing to you!