It’s become the norm for me.
I wake up, grab coffee, and hit the computer. I recently read that we spend more than 300 minutes EVERY DAY, staring at a screen…it worried me a bit.
…but I’m probably not going to start writing with pen and paper again.
Anyway, this weekend I was waking up a little bit later than usual. I crashed with M both nights as we were up late at the Crown Lands show in downtown Oshawa on Friday night, and then we were at her cousin’s wedding late into the night on Saturday.
So, both mornings I was a little groggy, but without any commitments pulling me out of bed earlier, I let my body rest and got up once my eyes were clear.
Sitting at the kitchen table, I wrote some fiction both mornings to get myself started. It’s something I’ve neglected these past couple days. I know, even with my Take Back September campaign, I’m having a hard time, but I’m working a lot more and that’s the goal, so I’m still calling this a success as we near the halfway point.
After fiction, I moved on to working on a few stories for The Express before posting the journal. My piece/review/thoughts on Stephen King’s IT are getting quite a bit of play after posting it on a Reddit page dedicated to Stephen King fans. It’s become one of my top 5 viewed posts!
All in all, over the two days, it probably only amounted to about eight hours of work. Obviously I love to do it, it’s writing, it’s what I’m made to do, but even then it can start to feel like work after a while.
However, I will ALWAYS be an advocate for working on the weekends.
For me, I always need to be doing something. I’ve got to have something on the go, I’ve got to be feeling productive. It’s like that productivity is linked right into my spine and my confidence. When I’m getting shit done, I’m ready to take on anything, when I’m not, everything just seems to fall into my arms until I can’t hold it all and I collapse.
So, with that attitude, I find it impossible to take two days off without doing ANYTHING at all.
Now, there are days when I can take it a bit easier, and I’ll only do a bit of writing in the morning and perhaps sneak in some work later that night. On vacations I generally try and forget everything, but I still write in the mornings or midday.
I’m not sure what my point here is, to be honest with you.
I’ll end this rant by saying that I think in order to really push forward and grow, the effort needs to be constant, consistent, and endless. It’s a lot easier to write those words than to execute, I’ll tell you that right now.
However, that doesn’t mean there can’t be some spare time for the good stuff too.
This weekend, I got to slow dance with M at a wedding. The feeling of her head resting on my shoulder and her hand in mine was heartwarming, and today we hiked through the Durham Regional Forest to simply get outside.
It was the early afternoon and we’d been cooped up inside all day. We walked hand in hand through the still-green trees, talking about our dinner plans, what movie to watch later that day, and our upcoming travel plans.
The next few weekends and the upcoming weeks are really going to start picking up steam.
I’ll fill you all in on that tomorrow.
Until then, happy Monday! And thanks for reading,