I am a writer, but for most of this year, I have not written anything. It has been one long break. Yes, I am embarrassed to admit this, but it is true. I had volunteered for a few things involving organizations, friends, and family. I think I even washed clothes a few times rather than write. Sometimes, it is just too easy to be distracted!
But here it is, nearing the end of the year, and I just cannot allow myself to say I took a year off. The other night, I opened my files and reviewed the books that need editing, tweaking, and just rewriting. Pumped up and ready to let my brain run free, I made some notes, and then it happened. My cell phone rang. A friend called—did I want to meet for lunch tomorrow? Well, I thought, what’s wrong with taking a break? I felt the pink tinge warm my face as I happily agreed. However, it turned out great. At lunch, I asked her what she was working on—she’s an artist—and we discussed her works in progress and what she planned as her next project. She asked me about my writing. It was then it happened.
Suddenly, it was clear. Without giving it a moment’s thought, something made me say, “I’m working on a series.” I almost looked around to see whose voice said that. My friend looked excited and asked some questions. I pulled out my notebook and made notes as she asked, and I answered. It was like attending a really good GRW meeting. I came away from the restaurant hardly able to stop myself from running to the car and racing to my laptop. The writing bug had bitten me—again.
I came home and grabbed a work in progress. A few pages rewritten and there it was, the start of a perfect fit to my series. I’ve written like crazy since then. I admit, I wasn’t always totally in the mood, but you know the quote: Write regularly, day in and day out . . . . Don’t wait till you feel that you are in the mood. Write, whether you are feeling inclined to write or not. Arnold J. Toynbee
I think this was the break I needed. We visited, had a great lunch, had someone take our picture in the square, and we both came away rejuvenated. Now, excuse me, I’ve got to go work on my book.