When I finish a book I feel drained. Empty.
Climbing Mealisval on the Outer Hebrides. I’m in front. I’d like to go back right about now.
I have ten days all to myself.
I intend to do some much needed spring cleaning and reorganizing.
And it’s time to add some summer veggies to the garden. Flower bowls too.
And so I will reboot.
And write again.
***Hey, check in tomorrow. My new book may be available on Amazon.
Enjoy your rebooting and down time. We all need time like that. You deserve yours.
It is! It is available on Amazon! (I was gonna link, but will leave that pleasure up to you.) Now shout it out.
Wow, ten days of cheese sandwiches and talking to a dog who never argues. Heaven. Enjoy, m’dear. Rest, recreate and recuperate.
Enjoy!
I intend to, Kat!
That’s the plan, Jaye! A fun dog who never argues. And no laundry!
Thanks, Roberta. I need some recovery time, that’s for sure.
I keep telling myself to take a break at the end of each chapter (they take me forever), clean out the computer and real inbox, file stuff, run the vacuum cleaner - you know, something useful.
But I’m so scared to lose momentum that I plow ahead. Momentum is so much better than the slowness - the feeling of literally being to tired to be creative dogs my steps.
Maybe when the whole Book 1 is finished.
Be sure to blog about how it feels to have that time off - I need a reminder. Enjoy!
How does it feel, Alicia? Well, hmmm. I always feel washed out- sort of washed out, rung out and hung up to dry, after I finish a book. Takes me a few days to come around. Then I am re-energized.
After I finish a book, I stop doing whatever I’m doing, burn some incense, pick flowers to stick in vases all over the house and open a bottle of wine.
That’s about the only time I open a bottle of wine- except when I’m totally pissed off about something, I mean so angry I’m beside myself, and then I open a couple bottles of wine.