Midweek Update Is Swimming Upstream

Wed, 10 Jan 2018 19:39:44 GMT

It's been quite the busy week here in Spare Oom. Between trying to keep on top of my new writing regimen and the responsibilities of the Day Job, I'm surprised I have time to breathe. BUT! I'm still in control, so that's a good thing. It's definitely a bit of a juggle and I definitely feel like I've been swimming upstream the last few days, but I'm still breathing and I'm not stressed out.

And that's basically because I'm making it a point NOT to be stressed out. The Day Job can get the best of me sometimes, and I'll get irritated when I get broadsided with multiple requests to OMG DROP EVERYTHING AND PUT THIS FIRE OUT FIRST. But I've learned over time to just deal with the situations as they come and not take it personally. I know the irritation isn't the volume but in the interruption. I get a bit OCD with my Day Job work -- I kind of have to, as there are a LOT of moving parts to it -- but it's not my fault if I'm late because of something else taking precedence. It is what it is.

SO. On a more personal note, I'm definitely feeling the irritation of a craptastic rough first draft on my new projects. It's a necessary evil, though. It happens. I just need to power through it.

The juggling of the many regimens, though -- the items on the whiteboard, the blog schedule, and so on -- I'm committed to getting used to it. It's the only way for me to conquer it all. As they say, there is no other option. (I'd rather not use the 'go big or go home' because, well, I work from home and that kind of defeats the purpose of that pithy quote. Heh.) So whenever I'm feeling doubts about it all, I remind myself of the late 90s-early 00s, when I forced myself to get used to the writing regimen down in the Belfry. I made myself go down to the basement and work on the transcription and work at least two solid hours a night. The process was fun at the time, but it was fueled by determination that I had to take that step in order to make it happen.

This isn't any different: now, I'm forcing myself to get used to writing longhand on the Apartment Complex story, get through at least ten or so pages of the final revision for Lidwells, keep the strict blog schedule. Hell, I'm even being strict about the daily words as well as the music and art, mundane as those exercises are. They're things I've long wanted and loved to do but always postponed for one reason or another. I want to DO those things rather than say I wished I'd had time for them.

So yeah. A bit like swimming upstream, but I'm getting there.

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Midweek Update Is Swimming Upstream