There are moments that I cherish with all my heart. Nap time. Quiet time. Me time. Mommy time. However you choose to call it–it’s that moment I get to be myself to write and read. Yesterday, everyone was taking a nap and it was a beautiful moment of silence. Just me, typing on my keyboard after a long, stressful week. I like to escape in different corners of the house, and yesterday’s choice was the dining room.
I have been job hunting (again) and it has been so draining and stressful. I applied to a minimum of fifty jobs in my field and have been getting interviews, but so far I am still hoping and praying for a job offer. Long story short, I’m done being an adjunct. I will write another blog post detailing the struggles of #AdjunctLife next time.
Back to the subject at hand, I have not been living what I preach. You know? The whole write everyday thing that I preach to my creative writing students? Guilty.
Do You Still Write?
I get this question often. And the truth is, the past few weeks have been challenging, writing/career wise, but I’m taking it one day at a time. Trying to make time for the things you love can sometimes seem impossible but every time I sit down to write, I remember why I write. No, I do not write fiction as much, but I do enjoy journaling a lot more. Moral of the story is:
You may fall out of love with a passion because you don’t do it enough, but once you reconnect, things will fall into place.
So today it’s a late night writing. Matter of fact, I started with some fiction and here I am now writing a blog post after almost two months. I am preparing for National Novel Writing Month. I haven’t done this challenge in seven years, so this shall be fun! I think. Writers, who else is doing #NaNoWriMo with me?
What are you writing this year?