Confession time: Sometimes when I get stuck on a writing project, I need to do anything but write for awhile. I can’t even work on another project, as the frustrations with the frustrating project bleed through everything else. And there are times where this results in my not writing for a day. I know — this seems wrong on some level. After all, doesn’t “being a writer” mean I must write every single day?
But writing isn’t just about putting words on a page or on a screen. Writers, I believe, need to make sure they have the materials, the fuel to, well, write. For me, that oftentimes means getting out and engaging with those around me in a more deliberate way. It does my spirit and soul good. Then I’m able to go back to the project in question, look at it with a fresh perspective, and make my way through the sticky parts until the piece is finished.
You may correctly infer from the lateness of this blog post yesterday was a day I called in sick, as it were, for writing. Instead I:
- had breakfast with my parents.
- happily emptied my inbox at work.
- made (and enjoyed!) Shake ‘n’ Bake chicken for supper with my husband before we headed out to visit with some friends over coffee.
- meandered about Pinterest before calling it a night.
And I did it all without feeling like a failure as a writer. I’m learning, I think, what my writerly rhythms are. The break also did me good, as now I’m genuinely eager to get to the project that left me writing things like “blergh!” and “ugh!” in my brainstorming notebook on Wednesday.
Oh, and I have some good news to share! This afternoon my new iMac should be ready for pickup! I’ve been Mac-less for almost two weeks, so suffice it to say I’m excited! My iPad is going to appreciate the rest, I think.