Ah, another Tuesday and once more into Fantasy Author’s Handbook. Glancing back it looks like I have been a little “ranty” lately, whether it’s unloading a pallet of bile in regards to reviews or bemoaning the fact that for a week or so the air where I live was poisonous, and I guess there’s this whole pandemic thing happening, and an election…
Stress, right? Definitely stressful times. Add to that my own personal things, managing my own family-in-and-out-of-quarantine and project managing not just my own slightly overwhelmed workload but an ongoing string of home repairs, car repairs, body repairs, and mind repairs, too.
A decent night’s sleep? Nope.
Diet even resembling healthy? Hilarious!
Feeling good in any way at all? Not so much.
And guess what… I’m not the only one. I know that for sure. This is quite an ongoing shitshow we’ve found ourselves in, isn’t it.
It sure is.
So after the I’ve-lost-count-of-how-many stressful days in a row I find myself, not necessarily about to lose it or anything but honestly, hovering around the edges of about to lose my ability to stop myself from getting to where I’m about to lose it.
Deep breath time.
I’m okay, actually.
I’m busy, which is good. I’ve got work to do, and it’s work that I love. I don’t feel as though I have all the time I need to do that work effectively, but that’s a problem I can and will solve on my own. No help required. Other things—projects around the house, in particular—I’ll knock off one at a time in small doses. I don’t know how people put themselves through that total home renovation process. I’m going with a project at a time and it will all get done, just not this week. I feel like crap but I’m not actually sick. I don’t have any signs of COVID or any other serious or life-threatening disease. That’s pretty good. I’m writing a little at least, which is better than not writing at all. And to be honest, most of the things I’m really putting a lot of pressure on myself about are not really that big a deal. Time to just take a moment and stop and breathe and be okay.
How are you doing?
Are you writing? Are you ranting and raving on the Internet? Does that help you? It doesn’t help me, but we all have to find our way. Are you writing “enough”? How much is “enough”? Considering the moment, especially here in America, I’d like to put forward the idea that any creative work at all is “enough” right now. Maybe if all goes well next week, we can take another moment or two and regroup for 2021 with plans and diets and exercise routines and all sorts of great stuff.
But in the meantime I’m putting myself in urgent priority mode, getting to work, keeping my head down, and getting through the rest of 2020 with my family, my health, my business, and my sanity intact.
All things considered, that’s not bad.
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