Taking Time

A friend of mine posted on Facebook this week, “Some days I just don’t feel like writing a novel.” I can relate. It’s days like these, when I am exhausted in mind, body, and spirit, that inspiration, not to mention motivation, utterly fails to make an appearance. Frustrating on days when I am due to write not just one but two blog posts.

This week has been an interesting one.  My husband has been out of the country for three weeks. Work has been insane since I was out of town at a conference last week. This week, when I’ve had to work, parent, as well as do both his household jobs and mine, all I want to do is curl up in bed with a glass of wine and a book. For an entire day. (Maybe I should make it a bottle?) Thinking of something to write about has fallen near the bottom of the to-do list. 
In addition, this week I received my very first rejection from an editor. I’m okay with it, I truly am, but even though I suspected it was coming, it stung. On the other hand, I also got a request for a full this week–thanks entirely to the kindness and generosity of a lovely person whom I have never met but who believes in me anyway. I now have to get off my ass and finish the last few pages of edits and send it off before she changes her mind. Refer above to the comments regarding exhaustion. But it’s good. 
Some days no one feels like writing a novel, or working, or mowing the lawn, or doing the laundry. The hardest thing about writing, at least for me, isn’t finding inspiration or doing the actual writing–it’s the management of everything else in my life. It’s carving out time for myself, to take care of myself, and I am spectacularly bad at that. 
So I am resolved to take some time for myself today. The house is clean enough, the laundry is–mostly–done. Might have to do something about the lawn, but I’ll call that exercise.

How do you take time for yourself?

8 Replies to “Taking Time”

  1. This is our first summer being boaters, and spending time on the water definitely has a way of relaxing you. I do bring my netbook and my pen/pad – but writing depends on the sea conditions. I didn’t think I’d enjoy it as much as am and I find myself looking forward to watching the shoreline disappear along with my stress from the week.

  2. Nice post, Marin. Sheila’s lament made me chuckle, too. And commiserate. I don’t have all the time constraints you young mothers do, juggling kids, a job and a husband. My hat’s off to you. I only have myself and my dog to take care of, and I admit, there are days when even that little is a challenge.

  3. I can definitely relate. I have a 3-month-old and a five-year-old, and my husband has been traveling for work for the past two weeks. With work and writing and kids, I’m officially out of energy-physical and mental. My mom came and watched the boys for two hours so I could run a few errands and do a little shopping. It was heaven

  4. This is so very, very true. There are days where I just want to work on the business of writing, days where all I want to do is write and days where I want to catch up on all the shows I’ve been missing out on in the States. LOL! So, I can definitely relate. Thanks for sharing.

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