think calm.

[keladry_lupin]

I was a bit frazzled last night because I wasn't accomplishing everything I'd set out to do. I'd set myself so many tasks that I decided were mandatory that I was freaking out because I didn't get them all done. I went to one supermarket, then another, I fixed a real dinner, and I wrote a little bit of Shug's fic. But I didn't walk, I didn't do yoga, and I didn't wash the dishes (though I organized them into piles so they'll be easier to get at tonight). I finally fell asleep around eleven, still fretting, but I think I've figured out at least one part of this mess: lunches will be my writing time. I may still participate in the writing buddy thing that Shug's setting up at 5_for_five (gratitude to Mia and softobsidian74), but my evenings are already full of other things. (Walking, cleaning the flat, cooking, washing up, belly dancing, choir practice, and errands, for example.) And all weekends are set aside for organizing the flat until we get every single thing of Mom's unpacked or stored in the garage or thrown out. I'll eat my lunch during an off hour -- most of my coworkers are in the break room from one to two -- hide the TV remote, and just write.

I really hope this works. I'm tired of not writing; I feel dull and depressed when I've gone too long without coming up with anything new.

Edit: Well, it worked today at least. Net increase of 507 words (some of it was transcription of written notes, but there was quite a bit of original stuff, too).