odd little space

Time is running away from me, I’ve got four days really till I embark on yet another solo flying adventure. I’m off to visit a friend and attend a wedding. My routine is all out of whack, it’s been interrupted for weeks now by my trying and failing to get ready for said trip. But that’s the beautiful part of life, some things are out of my control and I get to roll with the changes. I’ve been fighting procrastination and anxiety like a warlord, I’ve lost some and won some. 


I don’t really like flying all that much, I’d take a train if I could, it hurts my ears and makes my stomach flip. But I love my friend so I’ll endure the two flights there and two flights back, as a love letter written through action. 


I took a longer than expected break from writing my book and were in not for my impending trip I would have started back up again days ago. I’ve hit the point of rest where I feel ready and excited to get back into the story and revisit my beloved characters. I miss my main character and wonder what she’s been unto in my absents. Anyway, if I can get through my to-do list before Tuesday I’ll take a look at the draft. I’d love to just jump head first back into the first drafting, but the time sensitive things in life take precedence. I can just about guarantee that come July that I’ll be back to writing goblin mode. The thought make me smile. 


I’ll still post while I’m away from home, it’s most likely to be life focused and not creative for the two weeks but posted nonetheless. 


So to recap the creative endeavours, I haven’t been writing, but will back at it hard core beginning of July. I’ve painted a little bit but not as much as I’ve stared at the same painting trying to muster the courage. I think about knitting every night before bed but scroll instead. I did a bit of crafting making a gift, had it not been a gift I would have shared the process but its a surprise. 


Overall I’ve spent that last few weeks wanting to create and make more than I’ve been able to. Part of life is seasons, some where creativity is bountiful and some where it isn’t, some where time is a plenty and some where it isn’t. Both factors play a roll in how much creating happens, I’ve had most of the creativity but less of the time. It’s an odd little space I’m sitting in. 


Stay tuned for next week, for what will most likely be a travel thoughts blog post. Thanks for reading! :)

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