You know that week between Christmas and New Year?
The one where time is meaningless, snacks don’t count, and you ponder the meaning of life, existence, and where to put your new stuff?
I’ve been having that week for the last few days.
Ever since I sent out pre-order packages, I’ve had to realize–this project is complete. The high point of a book release is over, and now we’re back to square one of the next one.
To be honest, while I adore my new story, I’m struggling to put. words. on. paper.
It’s mostly time management and perfectionistic paralysis (😬👀), but it’s also having to shift my brain…
These “ordinary” moments of wracking my brains for the best adjectives, acting out character emotions, keeping up with emails and housework (and failing), and enjoying media created by someone else are my life right now.
And they’re beautiful. ❤️
