Monday when I posted my check-in, I worried a bit. I mean, yes, I felt really good and all after getting some long-standing stress off my chest, but I couldn’t help feeling some foreboding as well.
I’m not the kind of person to set personal limits and stick to them. I feel obliged to help on a moment’s notice (yesterday I stopped in at my son’s school just to print up a form for a field trip–one I was organizing no less–, and I started washing dishes and wiping down tables). It’s probably my worst flaw as well as my best trait. I want–no, I innately need to help others.
Add to that, an obsession for wanting to fill every second of every day with something new, fun and exciting (though my idea of new, fun and exciting can be as simple as a cool podcast or taking a different route home in the car) and you have a recipe for burnout and disaster in the making.
I do it to myself all the time. I know I do it because I’ve learned to recognize when I’ve done it better, and I’m even starting to understand why I do it, but I haven’t figured out exactly how to stop doing it. I’ve just come to accept part of who I am is this wave-like creature who gushes in with a tide of enthusiasm and energy and then must draw back, sometimes leaving a cluttered beach of shells and polished shards, sometimes leaving a smooth clear surface for others to imprint themselves upon. (One can even predict the severity according to the moon… 😉 )
Anyway, this is supposed to be a ROW80 check-in and WIPpet Wednesday post, not a… whatever that was.
It’s only been a few days, so I don’t have too much to report as far as the ROW80 goes. I’ve written, had another awesome writing group gathering with our local NaNoWriMos, and I got in my planned for time with my characters (though barely). I did some pre-push up prep and walking, but in all it was a lazy couple of days physically. As soon as I finish this post, I’m going to take the camera and the truck and see if I can find a few last run-off water falls to scout for photographs. It’s a gorgeous sunny day, and I might find something nice along the local trails.
I don’t have much else to report. So why don’t you go to our linky and visit some other ROWers too? We all love company (and comments).
Yes! I did it. I said I would be back for WIPpet Wednesday, and… here I am. Now… if I could only remember how…
Nah, that’s just silly. I know how to WIPpet, but I probably should still explain how it’s done for anyone new to the idea. The WIPpet is a blog hop where writers post a small sample of a Work In Progress that relates in some way to the date. Like today… It’s tax day in the US, April 15th, so I chose a scene related to taxes from my ever-growing Swan Song series. Usually I just pick a number of words that matches the date through some arbitrary mathematical formula.
The Hastor pursed his lips. “It’s a common site. Most every one knows about it”
Alanii started to say “And this is bad how?” but only got as far as opening his mouth. He knew what the man was saying. A common site, the Andar’s only heir with little more than 25 men armed for a peaceful mission, even if they did all happen to be knights of the Royal Guard…. The letters for the Lanii lord likely were valuable enough on their own. Travelers had been attacked and slain for far less by brigands
That’s it. If you want to read more WIPpets, check out our linky. There’s all sorts of reading fun to be had there.