I started out this month with such hope. I would Write! Every! Day! and give myself stars for the days that I wrote, a la jo(e)'s stars for self-care and Jonathan's "Seinfeld Chain" of writing.
This was supposed to have been a service-light semester for me, and it has instead been a service tsunami. Thus when I found myself having to leave the house at 5:30 a.m. for a campus meeting and not returning until after 8 that night, the writing just didn't happen. I just couldn't do it. My calendar for the week looks like a chain bracelet: 0 0 0 0 0. I read and thought about the writing every day; I just didn't generate any new words.
But it struck me today that this is the beginning of a whole new week, and a whole new chance for stars. That's the way to think about each week, right?
3 comments:
Yes! Think of shooting stars...one minute there's nothing and suddenly, a star appears and streaks across the sky.
It can happen!
(Sorry about the service tsunami. Sigh.)
I swear there is something going around this semester. I've seen someone else besides the two of us (Ink?) say that it was supposed to be light & instead it's awful. My condolences; if misery loves company, then you have some. I too have recently had days like the one you describe.
Ink, that's a great way to think about it!
Dame Eleanor, I'm sorry you're having the same kinds of days. They are wiping me out for sure.
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