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Lizzie T. Leaf: Sometimes We Need a Break
I’m pleased to have fellow romance author Lizzie T. Leaf on the blog today. She has several romance novels out and several more re-releases and new releases on the way. Take it away, Lizzie!
One of the things I most admire is authors who are prolific. Those who seem to have a book release every few weeks, or at least several books a year. There once was a time I fell into the several books a year category, but not recently.
I hit a slump with writing in December. Not a “gee, I have no idea on what to write” slump, or the “story just isn’t coming to me” period. Nope, I had (have) all the ideas and stories screaming for attention in my head, but I chose to ignore them. Sort of like when the kids are fighting again and you’ve heard it so often its background noise…that kind of ignore.
Not being productive in an area I normally love to escape into isn’t my proudest moment, but when life comes at you from all fronts and wears you down something has to give. In my case it became the writing. Even the love notes from my editor on the new book didn’t spur me into a burning desire to respond. It reached the point she suggested I take a break from edits and writing. Taking her advice, I did…to the point I can’t stay on break any longer.
The need to create came screaming back, the voices in my head louder in their need for attention and my fingers are itching for words to flow again.
So maybe some of us need a break. When we hit those periods where life makes production difficult instead of beating up on ourselves, what if we take a deep breath and go with the flow. Allow the time to be kind to us without guilt. Because if we don’t our muse gets really bitchy and uncooperative.
To all of you who never experience situations of this sort, I admire you and confess to being a little green with envy. For those who like me hit the wall occasionally, remember take the break you need. Letting you love you will get you back on track a lot faster…at least that’s the way it works in my world.
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I’m officially older today, and that’s actually okay by me. No, really. It is. When I was in my twenties, a good friend of mine had a practical way of looking at birthdays. She told me, “they’re always better than the alternative. Another birthday means you’re still alive.” That’s a pragmatic approach, and it’s one I agree with.
I’m married to a guy who has an existential crisis at many of his birthdays, but I don’t seem to be that type. Of course, he’s also older than me, so maybe it gets worse as time passes.
It’s nice to look back at the last year and see that I’ve accomplished some things that I hadn’t done by my last birthday like written a couple novels, novellas, and short stories, among other things. Having a January birthday makes that reflection easy. My birthday acts as a reminder of the New Year and helps me stay on track with goals I’ve set. I didn’t make any resolutions this year, though, so I don’t have to worry about those. Some goals for my year that I’m taking stock of again are writing an hour a day, exercising every day, and meditating/centered prayer several days a week. I’ve done pretty well, but I can do better. After all, it’s the daily discipline, at least for me, that gets results like completed writing projects, weight loss, and more peace of mind.
How about you? Do you enjoy birthdays, or do you dread them?