I haven’t made the kind of progress I wanted to this week on my writing… but at least I have been writing. There has been a lot going on in my life the last two weeks that’s demanded and needed my attention in addition to dealing with the aftermath of my car accident.
One of these was hearing of the sudden death of a high-school friend. He was killed in a tragic murder-suicide in the small town we grew up in. We weren’t close friends, but he was a good guy and deserved better. Our graduating class was, like my hometown, pretty small. Thirty kids or so small. So we all knew each other growing-up and it’s been a hard shock.
I try to be a positive guy, but everything came together to make me depressed. However, I’m not letting it stop me, and I’m pushing forward. I took a few days away from 2 am writing sessions to get some rest and refocus. With the help of a weekend session, I did get in some fiction writing too, and was really grateful for it. Today, although really busy, hasn’t been bad even if things don’t feel normal in any way.
Writing makes me feel better, even if it was only a few thousand words added to my work in progress. It’s important to keep doing the things that give our lives meaning, even when times are bad. For me in this moment, writing is like grabbing a handhold as I pull myself up from the dirt.
That’s all I’ve got for you today, but I feel that things are turning a corner and next week I’ll be getting back into gear. :-) Until then, keep writing! Keep reading! And keep dreaming!