Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I'm reading THE PLOT THICKENS and critiquing for some fabulous people (CPs, cousins, contest winners, auction winners), and eyeing my teetering TBR pile with a mixture of excitement and despair.
I'm also teaching my son addition, subtraction, phonics, handwriting, reading comprehension, art, music, science, and social studies.
And lately I've been cleaning my house, which has to be done during these dry creative periods (because when I'm feeling inspired, I can't be bothered to dust or vacuum).
But all those things up there don't make me a writer. Only writing does. So, referencing my own post on bite-sized goals, I plan to cheat on my overwhelming to-do list and write 1k words tonight anyway. Even though I should be doing other things. I just can't stand not being a real writer. Not really writing.
Do you get into slumps like this that aren't really slumps? Times when something else trumps writing just because it has to be done?
After all, it is September. I know half y'all are dealing with school beginnings either as teachers or students.
May we all find the time to express the stories fighting to burst free from our innermost fancies!
*rides off into the sunset*
(I never know how to end these things.)