writing life restarted
In November I knew I was going to put my fiction work aside until the new year. In December I knew I was going to put my professional writing to the side also. In January we got our new son and the writing stayed to the side. It’s kind of a big deal adopting a fourth child. Even if the child is older, it is still quite an adjustment for the entire family.
It’s an adjustment for the writer in the family too.
My writing life didn’t cease. I continued to blog. I continued to write in my notebook. Things shifted, though. I was writing mostly about my faith and it was for me, not an audience. The notebook work wasn’t leading to anything more.
I made a promise not to let life overwhelm me this time around. In order for this to happen, there were things that took priority over writing. Life is about choices. In the past three months I’ve not chosen writing.
I’m ready to write again. I keep emailing my editor. I’m opening my computer after the kids go to bed in order to work on articles. I’m planning blog posts. I’ve organized my photos and have been documenting stories of family life. I began playing with an unexpected draft inspired by my notebook entries about faith and adoption and motherhood. To top it all off, I even wrote a haiku!
And my characters started talking again.
I feel like I’m on the brink of my writing life beginning again. It’s easy to feel like there is too much to write and not enough time to write it all. This isn’t true, though. Like so many other things in life, I think I’ll accomplish more by slowing down. I write because it’s fun. I write to make sense of the world. I write to collect story and inspire others to do the same.
I don’t write for my livelihood. (Thank goodness.)
So bit by bit I’m putting words together and making stuff.