Sep 23, 2009 10:03
I don't know what it is with these mood swings, but they're really getting on my nerves. The other day, I didn't work on my writing homework or writing at all all but I made lots of books. The book parts made me happy but when I even think about writing, I find myself terrofied.
Why, I don't know. It's just words on paper or the screen, and I'm the only one to see them to begin with, so what? It shouldn't be such a bit deal. And then I think, I should give it up, it's stupid to feel this horrible about not being able to write.
But then when I'm not thinking about writing it down, I'm fine. Ideas *dime a dozen, I know* come left, right and center.
Just do it! That's not a bad thing to say and practice. And of course I've fallen from doing my journal even half way consistant.
Well, at least one thing is good. For the time being, the county says we can keep our 4 cats and 2 dogs. And my daughter, who owns the two dogs, is looking to move out and take them with her. She's 19 and has 2 jobs. She wants her own space, so I hope she gets it.
For me, it's deep breaths, meditation and writing my Reading Response homework, and then two assignments and then a short story for my writers group and then working on a comic I want to make and then working on some more small books which I think are turning out just lovely.And work on Halloween art too.
Whew. And my sister has the beginning of my webpage began so I want to see that too. She's going to send what she has over so I can look it.
Deep breaths. That's what I need and to just do it.