My self-imposed writing sabbatical is just about over.
I took a long break from all writing related activities (writing, editing, and my author social media) beginning last spring. It was a good break for me because it gave my stories in progress some time to sit and steep, and also I was able to devote myself fully to our move to a new house. (Click here to see a pic of our beautiful house.)
I still have various projects to do around the house and yard to make it a home, but most of the big stuff is finished, with one exception. My office.
Our new house has a fantastic office with built in bookshelves just for me. It will enable me to have a place for all my YA and Fantasy books and more importantly, all of my author stuff. As you can see, I shelved all my books. I even alphabetized them! That was no small job, since I had ten heavy boxes chock full of books.
And yet…the rest of the office is a huge mess of unpacked boxes and piles of assorted junk.
In the words of Cercei Lannister: shame…shame…shame.
I need to spend some time in there to get myself organized. I even have a large dry-erase board to hang on the wall that I can use to draw out plots. I only wish I could get close enough to the wall to hang it up.
Without having this important work space set up, sad to say I’ve been avoiding writing. I have this mental image of myself sitting in that perfect office writing prose, and somehow my perfectionism is getting in the way of me doing any writing, even though I’ve been writing by sitting in an armchair in the living room all along before this. Ridiculous, I know.
Weak excuse: there has been so much other important work to do on the house to get us back to some semblance of normal everyday living that I kept shoving my own author needs to the end of the line.
No more. Today I’m going in there and I’m not coming out until it’s unpacked and set up. I’ll share pictures of my space once it’s finished.