I'm at the end of my first full day of 'just keep writing, just keep writing. . ." and it's been an incredible day. I spent it totally within my characters' world, and truthfully, each time I came up for air, I was surprised to see that I wasn't at King High or Lake Rosu or at Marica's house.
Yes, this is a luxury. Yes, I am truly blessed to be able to take this week. Don't think I'm not really, truly grateful.
So what does a writing day look like? I got up this morning, grabbed the computer and pulled up my current book. I did some back reading, refreshing in my mind what I'd written in dribs and drabs over the last few weeks. And then I switched on the tunes (God bless Pandora!) and started writing.
I got up and moved around every couple of hours. Grabbed some water, a handful of M & M's (the pretzel kind--YUM!). . .took 1/2 hour to do some yoga, just to keep the oxygen pumping to my brain. . .I wasn't the least bit tempted to go outside to the pool, since every time I looked out, it was raining!
Right now, I'm on dinner break, eating some warmed over potato skins and fresh cherries. And what do I do on my dinner break from writing? Well. . .I write my blogs.
Good thing I love what I do!
I came to a really awesome conclusion today: I actually do love what I do, and guess what? My books really truly are good. Women are sometimes conditioned to denigrate their own work. You know, someone compliments us and we reply, "Oh, it's nothing. Just a seven course dinner. Just an exquisite prom gown. Just a great homeschool curriculum. Just a three hundred page book. . ." But if we don't stand up for the merits of what we do, who will?
So. . it was a productive day. And now all that's left of the cherries are the pits, so it's time to get back to work.