Over the last couple of years, I got into the habit of free-writing every morning, but during the last two months, while I was editing my most recent client's book, I stopped doing it. In fact, except for a Facebook status update here and there and answering the most pressing e-mails, I pretty much stopped writing anything at all. The project consumed all my writing/working time and I came to loathe sitting down in front of the computer. Among the things I learned during that process is that I never want to work like that again. And I sure as hell don't want to ever work like that again on someone else's project instead of my own. I don't mean that I don't want to do more editing. Only that I can't work like that to the exclusion of everything else.
Not only do I need some time to decompress and relax, but I need to find my own creative muse again. I am lucky enough to have a sister with a million and a half tricks in her tool-bag for accessing the muse, so I am not without resources, but figuring out how to slip back into my own skin, speak with my own voice and write about what I want when I want, I think that may take some time. I'll tell you what though, looking at this page and seeing my words, my thoughts, that feels pretty fucking good. It's a start anyway.






