Isn't this picture lovely? This incredible view was the perfect backdrop as my reading research kept me in a constant fog-like state. Not because of boredom, mind you, but because I needed the calm of the ocean to keep my mind from running off with all the new details I've discovered for my manuscript.
I have to admit, I didn't write a word while on vacation. Nor did I want to. I really needed a chance to relax, refocus and re-energize. The summer months have been busier since the children are on vacation, and while I love having my children around, I've found myself resentful at times since my writing has suffered.
Even though I know I shouldn't make that as an excuse... after all...I keep thinking, if I really wanted to write, I'd make time to do it. And for the most part, I do. I write late at night when the kiddies are fast asleep. But sometimes, I'd like to be able to write, well...whenever I felt like it.
And I know I sound selfish. Believe me, I think I'm the luckiest person that I can stay at home with the children--I wouldn't change that for the world. I don't need the designer clothes, the fancy cars, the expensive wines and dinners. Yeah, it would be nice every once-in-a-while, but not something I have to have. However, the need to exert my independence, my identity--so I'm not only a mother, a wife, a nurturer--is so strong, I need to get away from it all, so I can concentrate on my dreams. Don't you sometimes feel it? Or am I the only one?
This past week was just what I needed, food for my soul. My husband took the kids to the beach and made sure I had plenty of alone time so I could relax and focus on my work. Thank you so much, Sweetie. Now I'm all re-energized, I can't wait to start writing.
But first, there's that laundry pile....