I’m a writer, but that doesn’t define me. I do other things, too. I roller skate. I jump on the trampoline. I play video games (my current obsession is Shadow Hearts: Covenant), and, oh yeah, I’m a wife and mother, too. Too much of one thing is unbalanced. All work and no play makes Mercedes a dull girl.
NaNo was all work and no play. November passed by in a blur of work-related, familial, and social obligations. But December? Ah, December! December is my playground.
I’m burnt out on writing for today, I think. I need to step back and get some perspective. Today is going to be full of fun things, like wrapping Christmas presents and making sachets out of my man-eating lavender. You may think I’m kidding, but it has decided that it owns the Yardley house, and it wraps its stems around my leg while I’m standing on the porch. I think it wants to be dried and given as gifts, or scattered on top of a pretty cake. There is more to life than scowling at a computer, and today is the perfect day to enjoy it. Not to mention that the relaxation stimulates creativity.
So is today a work day or a play day for you? What are you going to do?
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