I am taking a two-month sabbatical from writing - no new words, no editing, no storyboards, no posts.
I am taking two months to recharge my brain (which feels like it is wrapped in cotton) and to be creative in other ways. I am going to get outside, read in the sun, start running again, and hopefully find a pool so I can get back into swimming.
It’s been ten years of pushing and going, of grad school, three moves across the country, the loss of loved ones, my paralegal certificate, and writing almost nonstop (at least eight manuscripts (first drafts at least) finished).
This is the first time I can stop without something hanging over my head. I need to stop and recharge, let my system calm down, to use other parts of my brain. I need to find rhythms that are sustainable.
To read. To paint. To hang out with my nieces. To swim. To be outside and enjoy the sun. To see friends. That is the plan.
So, I will see you in September!
(And if all of that wasn’t enough, we recently had to put our sweet Eddie down. He was 13 and in the midst of kidney failure. I am still processing the loss of my little buddy. He was always looking out for me. My days are definitely a lot quieter now. To experience the great love of a dog is also to risk letting them go. He moved with us from Hawaii to D.C. to Colorado. It was a hard goodbye.)