Found this great post from Cristian Mihai’s site…I found a little too much of myself in the reasons given (16 of them)…
I started a great new job about two weeks ago…and I love it! It’s busy and can be stressful, but the people are great (so far) and I am very happy to be back working.
The downside though, is that with work, commute, fatigue, volunteer work, etc, etc…where does my writing fit in?
I spent all of last weekend half recovering by knitting and gaming…or good ol vegging on the couch; but nery a word was written nor edited.
My social media was all updated, blog, you name it…but the words weren’t there. 😦 I was simply too tired/sore to hunch over a computer again after having spent the last 40 hours at work, or playing a ‘just for grins’ game and hone my parenting skills of simulated children.
Am I stretched too thin? Or just lazy?
Parts of both, but I know a lot of my fellow lovers of the written word are stretched tooooo thin! Parenting, school, work, life, all sorts of things get in the way.
This weekend I resolve to get back to work on it. I want to. I need to get my words down. Story ideas are cropping up during staff meetings…what a time for an idea, huh? omg. That’s the worst! Yet, plot bunnies hop into our minds any time they darn well please, don’t they? 🙂
I am getting settled back into working life again at last and adore my weekends again. My to-do list will be tackled and sprinkle in some edits and ‘me’ time whilst hubby and kitty do other things, like nap. LOL
How do you keep yourself from being stretched too thin?
Life is in a bit of a holding pattern for me at the moment; my latest book, Cid, is with a final-check beta reader (who is fabulous) so I can’t wait to get it back and create the pre-orders items (plus the paperback setup).
Also, I go to see a medical person today about my high anxiety. Unless you live with it, or have experienced it, it’s not something you can easily explain. Each sufferer is different. Mine seems to be isolated to driving these days; I went out last night (with hubby as co-pilot) and still, had that tight feeling in my gut.
Otherwise, I have one new book in the works, but after that I am considering using Patreon exclusively to showcase my work. The world of book piracy has me fuming (I found a site where one of mine had over 1,000 copies out there for FREE) can you imagine the royalties lost??? I can, and on that book alone, at $3 a copy, that’s a $2,000 loss to me. Money I deserve for creating that book. The blood, sweat and tears involved.
Oy. OK I’ll go all crazytown if I stay on this topic. So let’s move on.
I will say, this is the first day in a couple of months where I actually feel like working. I made some muffins earlier (of the six, two remain), plus hopefully the muse has not left me for good and I will write again. I feel that’s coming sooner than I think. (thank goodness). I did knit some, and have painted too. Job hunting is in there as well, but after this length of time I wonder if anything will ever break this record.
I know this is a long, rambling post for me…so if you’ve made it this far, thank you!
Today is a nice day out, we had rain yesterday, so the plants look happier. My mood is improving and I hope new meds will boost it even more. My husband and cat are my loves and I spent as much time with them as possible. They are my support system in this strange town since I know few others, and my online family. You rock!
Thank you for reading!
Can cure a foul mood, a temperamental child, or even a surly spouse. Laughter is the best medicine and it’s been proven time and again. Laugh daily, laugh often, and laugh long! Pull up some old comic videos on YouTube, cat videos, old stories that give you a chuckle, or tell a friend about that time you dressed yourself for school at four years old as Minnie Mouse.
Hmm, let’s see. The calendar says Spring. The weather say..not yet. Oh wait, for a few days, but then I’ll change my mind. Mommy Nature seems like she’s going through ‘the change’. LOL
My own life is going through changes, just not fast enough for my liking.
Job hunting is the WORST. Seriously. In the olden days (cue the covered wagons) you’d find a job listing, send a resume, they’d call, you’d interview maybe one or two people, and know by a couple of days.
Even better was temping. You’d sign up with them, call in as ready, and usually every Friday I’d get a call that said you start such n such gig on Monday. No interviews, no drug tests, no anything extraneous.
It was a seller’s market.
Now? It’s a buyers market…the buyer being the employer.
I think technology has made us all yearn for things to be faster, to move along quicker, or just pick up the pace. It has, to some extent…but not in the right ways.
Things in ‘social media’ have become scarier by the day and job hunting has become more impersonable by the minute. Soon, we really will have AI scanning resumes to see if this human is a good match. Take people out of the equation all together.
I have a small rant about recruiters in general, but it’s not their fault. They do what they’re told, to meet a quota on sales. While we’re on quotas…oh. Don’t get me started. I don’t check enough boxes to matter.
Sighhh I know this is half rant and half mindless, I’m tired, middle-aged, and worn down by the new ‘process’ and the ‘system’. I’m an author, a writer since childhood. That is my love…I write for the love of writing. If I make a $1 or a million $$$ I’m happy someone read my stories…a bonus if they leave a lovely review.
Bottomline? I’m not even sure. I’m just slowed to a crawl.
Check out the sweet new cover for my story 🙂 via Complications
Has anyone else noticed how every ‘side job’ is now called a ‘hustle’? I dunno about you, but when I hear hustle, I conjur images of Minnesota Fats ‘hustling’ pool or a con-man ‘hustling’ some poor unsuspecting victim.
Why is it a hustle now? Are we just so full of hurriedness that we must hustle our way through everything? Or are these legitimate hustles at all? (ahhh, there in lies perhaps a kernel of truth).
Either way, back in MY day…yes, I’m a very old Gen Xer. I’m middle-aged (if I live to 90) and trying to make my way in a very, very difficult situation.
Hence…I turn to life hacks. OK…now stay with me…what does ‘hack’ conjur up to you? I personally think of my cat ‘hacking’ up a hairball. Or perhaps a gory movie with a machete?
Why is it a ‘hack’? Are we hacking into our routine or our lives? A better term would be enhance or behavioral change, but we dummy it down to ‘hack’. Hmmm.
How are you? Are you hustling and hacking your way through this increasingly impossible life?