Things have been in flux lately and it’s been a challenge to clear the cobwebs out of my head to write. In Catch-22 fashion, a bunch of those cobwebs have to do with nerves over some publication milestones I’m waiting on. Whenever I’m in distress I fall into old habits and search for creature comforts like Linus with his blue blanket.
Some of those old habits are debilitating – self-doubt, not writing, lollygagging online and avoiding the WIP. But I got to thinking, some of those security blankets are good ones. What keeps you from going for those when times are tough?
When I fast drafted Butterfly Swords, I had a running path right in front of my house. I’d roll out of bed and grumpily pull on running shoes and tie my hair into a pony tail and run 2 or 3 miles. By the end, the endorphins would kick in and I would be daydreaming about my story and be ready to write.
My other security blanket has always been a notebook. I used to only write long hand when I was a teenager and then go into Mum’s office to type things up over the summer. That was a wonderful time, laying on the carpet in the path of a sunbeam and writing. Going to work with Mum on odd days to type.
So it was no surprise to find myself this morning eating a bagel with cream cheese (comfort food) while scribbling in my notebook right before hitting the gym. I even hit up “Fat Chicks Running“, a blog co-hosted by one of my first CPs, for some inspiration this weekend.
So that’s my current combined running and writing program. (Plus comfort food. You can’t shake all those bad habits at once.) I think…*looks left and right for writing gremlins*…I think it’s working. 1 mile today and 3 pages of scribbling that still need to be formed into coherent sentences. My hopes are high.