This week’s log:
As the image hints, I’ve been dealing with a disaster in the family and it has knocked me off center for weeks now…and I thought I had been dealing with it just fine.
However, as Marcus Aurelius insisted, I have slowly found my way back to something like the old rhythm (although replicating those old habits exactly as they used to be is impossible, now).
But last week was as bad as the previous weeks, work-wise. I was technically plotting, but didn’t get a lot of it done at all. I’ve had to reschedule that book (which is for one of my pen names) and move on to the next in the queue, because I was that far behind. And the more I sweated over catching up, the more I just couldn’t seem to make myself work on the book.
It was time for some corrective surgery.
More about this in Friday’s post and how I pulled myself out of it, which you might find useful when you hit a similar black spot.
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