The holiday’s have always been difficult for me when it comes to my writing. Pressure at work combined with the coordination of family events always led me to sacrifice my passion. This year (in part due to the pandemic) it is a bit different. Since a lot of people are not meeting with family this year, including us, I am able to focus on my writing more. Or so it would seem.
I am not a full time writer; my goal is to get myself there but I am not there yet. My current work is overwhelmingly busy so the added time from not traveling to visit family and numerous holiday parties is instead consumed by additional work, if not just by the stress itself. It is dreadful. Also, despite my above statements, I am not happy about not seeing family. I would never sacrifice that time unless it was necessary (Covid makes it pretty necessary) and the additional emotional aspect of not seeing them is really piling on this year.
A few weeks ago, I focused on being optimistic about my writing goals after NaNoWriMo, and they still stand. My pace may have slowed down this month but I am still working diligently at my WIP. Beyond this, however, we all have those moments of heavy hearts and a bit of weight on our shoulders and this is one of those moments for me. I will make it through, hell my husband, daughter, and I just spent the last few days roadtripping our travel camper down to Florida for a few weeks of warmer weather away from the cold of Chicago, so I can’t complain about a beach to write on (we are isolated in our campsite on the beach so we are fully social distanced). Until I’m settled here though, I needed a little writing/blog therapy to get myself centered (thanks for dropping by, it means a lot).
Are you feeling a bit of added stress this year? What makes it different for you? I’d love to help support you if you’re having a moment. It will get better 😊 Happy writing and upcoming weekend!