It’s interesting to me how since setting the goal of developing a daily and disciplined writing practice while participating in NaNoWriMo, I have kept writing even in the midst of hating it. Granted, yesterday I took a break to watch the documentary I Know That Voice on Netflix, but when it was done (and a very snuggly cat had been moved from my lap) I went back upstairs and put in another hour or so of writing. It wasn’t great writing, mind you. It wasn’t even good. But I wrote, and that was the main thing. I am also being reminded for not the first time how life involves a near-constant shifting – sometimes minute, sometimes on a larger scale – in order to maintain balance. For example, these past couple of weeks for me have involved shifting a changing work schedule with writing time, housework, relationship time, and rest. I already feel as though today I’m not going to get it right. But it’s okay. Because in the process I’m learning what does and does not work for the way I’m wired, in regards to the relationships and responsibilities and the like I have a part in looking after.