Leave it to me to dive back into my early morning writing routine right when we’re all still groggy from the time change.
But remember how I said that my writing goes in seasons? This is the start of a big one for me. Because the truth is, I haven’t had a chance to touch my current WIP for several weeks now. I’ve been busy with a major freelance writing project, conferences, book launch planning, house-hunting, baby shower planning, and prepping to be an aunt to another adorable niece! Life has been full and wonderful, but lacking in the new words department. By the end of this week, I plan to change all that.
The good news is that for once, I have an outline for this story. I’ve got my road map, I’m ready to go off the beaten path a bit and get a little lost along the way, but unlike with previous novels, this time I see the final destination.
All I have to do is take that first leap (back in). Because by now, since I’ve started writing this book and then promptly stopped, I’m like a kid who went swimming in a cold pool, got used to the water temperature, then got out and toweled off to go grab a hot dog. And I just know that once I jump back in, the water will hit me, cold and unnerving, and the only way I’ll warm up and get comfortable again is if swim as fast as I can. No stopping, no treading water. Just go.
Wish me luck? And pardon the mixed metaphors: road trip, swimming pool…I shudder to realize what I’ve done here. But I’m pulling the lost-hour-of-sleep card. And the fact-that-I’m-off-to-pack-to-visit-my-sister-who-gives-birth-tomorrow card.
And the we-are-writers-but-we-have-a-life card.
Can I sign up for a membership for that one? (p.s. This photo is because I still want to be a mermaid when I grow up.)
Does your life ever go in seasons? What new adventure or transition are you prepping for at the moment?