I had made a commitment to myself to begin writing again – a work of fiction, something that I would enjoy doing and that would make me happy and make me want to work harder at what I was doing. But I have failed.
Well, I have stumbled. And I plan to get back up again.
I was doing well with fitting in some writing time and had begun a story that I was excited about and that I thought could turn into something exciting. It was a story that came to me from a writing prompt that I had used one day (because, don’t you love finding writing prompts and using them occasionally?!?).
But – as it does sometimes – life got in the way.
Last Thursday, I was all set to get a bunch of writing done. I had home instruction, but the student was going to be writing an essay, so I knew I would have some spare time and would be able to get a little bit of writing squeezed in. That didn’t happen.
The student didn’t show up, and a friend texted me. I responded to the text and a conversation started that resulted in a job interview for me at the beginning of this week.
So, on Thursday, I didn’t write. I didn’t write a single word. On Friday, I didn’t write. The teacher that I was a substitute for had me actually working (which I do enjoy, but I like when I have spare time when I’m doing this type of thing). Friday afternoon/evening I was setting up for an EdCamp that I was helping with. It was great. It kept me busy and not as worried about things – as I tend to overthink things a bit too much.
Saturday morning, I had the EdCamp. I really enjoy EdCamps and I wish that they were more prevalent and brought about more things that could be done with teachers. They are a great way to interact with other teachers face-to-face and to learn about things that you find important and relevant to you.
Saturday afternoon/evening, I made my way to Syracuse for a concert. A friend drove, and I probably could have written in the car, but my mind was rattling at a million miles an hour as I did some overthinking about my upcoming job interview.
The concert Saturday night was great, but it meant a late night and not a lot of sleep. So after getting home Sunday morning, I took a nap (that was very badly needed) and then packed and drove to Rochester for my interview.
Needless to say, writing has taken a bit of a back burner. And that makes me sad.
I am going to pick the slack back up though. Today, I am going to plan to read the writing I have started. I am going to write out some scenes that need to be written. And then, I will choose at least one to write today.
And it will all work out the way that it needs to. Because I know that it can. And I will make it work out because I am able to.
Does life ever get in the way of your plans? How was your weekend? Any exciting things to share?