On Writing Through Hard Times
It's birthday week on the blog :o). This week I turn 42 (!!), and in case you're wondering, yes, I'm still writing my books out by hand. Today I inaugurated Notebook 28!
There's a blog post I want to write, about what happens when your life choices — or maybe it would be more fair to say, things in life you didn't choose — get in the way of your writing. About five years ago, I made a decision: I decided to prioritize my own mental health, and my own personal healing from something that happened LONG ago, in a way I never had before. I'm not going to get into my long-ago story here. I write fiction and I write musings; I do not write memoir, and feel no calling to it. What matters for the sake of this blog post is that the moment I decided to prioritize my own mental health and healing… my capacity to focus on writing decreased by about 50%.
Maybe another way to put this is that writing became twice as hard. Writing is always horrendously hard, so twice as hard…
There's a blog post I want to write, about what happens when your life choices — or maybe it would be more fair to say, things in life you didn't choose — get in the way of your writing. About five years ago, I made a decision: I decided to prioritize my own mental health, and my own personal healing from something that happened LONG ago, in a way I never had before. I'm not going to get into my long-ago story here. I write fiction and I write musings; I do not write memoir, and feel no calling to it. What matters for the sake of this blog post is that the moment I decided to prioritize my own mental health and healing… my capacity to focus on writing decreased by about 50%.
Maybe another way to put this is that writing became twice as hard. Writing is always horrendously hard, so twice as hard…
