Getting Back on the Writing Wagon: Day 1
I have really fallen off the writing wagon. And it sucks. But the semester is over, a new year is starting, and it is time to re-assess just about everything, but especially my first semester as a single parent of twins.
It was successful in a lot of ways: chief among them in that I did it. It was a work in progress and learn as you go process. Much harder than I anticipated when the semester started. Much more exhausting.
But it didn't feel like a success, at all. I know I should myself more credit, cut myself some slack.
I do, however, have a LOT of room for improvement, and it starts with better planning. Building off my shortcomings provides me with a lot of feedback on what changes I need to make.
One of my biggest pitfalls was my increasingly dwindling time for self-care. And as I had less time for that, it became less of a priority, which resulting in even less self-care time. It hand this snowball effect that put me further and further in the hole and took a tremendous mental and physical toll.
If I am going to do this, I need to keep self-time and self-care a priority--which again will entail better planning and continual assessment and re-assessment.
I plan to dive into the details more thoroughly and come up with a pretty specific plan for a variety of things.
But I also wanted to get back into writing something.
Without writing, I become increasingly discombobulated. And I even know this. It has to be a regular thing. A daily practice. The whole idea of the Life Line was in recognition of the central role writing plays in my life and making sure I carve out space and time to allow me to do that.
But this commitment, like the others, will also require planning.
This is the formal start of the process.
It was successful in a lot of ways: chief among them in that I did it. It was a work in progress and learn as you go process. Much harder than I anticipated when the semester started. Much more exhausting.
But it didn't feel like a success, at all. I know I should myself more credit, cut myself some slack.
I do, however, have a LOT of room for improvement, and it starts with better planning. Building off my shortcomings provides me with a lot of feedback on what changes I need to make.
One of my biggest pitfalls was my increasingly dwindling time for self-care. And as I had less time for that, it became less of a priority, which resulting in even less self-care time. It hand this snowball effect that put me further and further in the hole and took a tremendous mental and physical toll.
If I am going to do this, I need to keep self-time and self-care a priority--which again will entail better planning and continual assessment and re-assessment.
I plan to dive into the details more thoroughly and come up with a pretty specific plan for a variety of things.
But I also wanted to get back into writing something.
Without writing, I become increasingly discombobulated. And I even know this. It has to be a regular thing. A daily practice. The whole idea of the Life Line was in recognition of the central role writing plays in my life and making sure I carve out space and time to allow me to do that.
But this commitment, like the others, will also require planning.
This is the formal start of the process.
