The holidays! Oh what a splendid time to catch up with family, be kind and generous and, of course, eat. I enjoy them, I really do!
Except, I also don’t. Now, before you call me a heathen and commit me to a mental facility, hear me out.
The holidays are busy. Even if you don’t think they’re going to be busy (and, if you don’t, you’re nuts), they are an insanely busy time. I’m talking “Crap, I was so busy I forgot to put on pants” busy. And, for me, this starts right around late September.
Because, for me, Halloween counts as one of “The Holidays.” So, at that moment, my thoughts generally become active around whatever holiday is coming up. Halloween decorations, Thanksgiving plans, Christmas shopping, not remembering what happened on New Years…you know, the usual.
And, because my thoughts become generally consumed by the festivities and related planning, my writing and creativity tends to suffer a bit. To say that my output is anemic during this time is to say the Death Star was just some mobile home. But imagine the yard flamingos!
It gets frustrating, though, because I love to write–It’s my getaway. But, during this time and for quite some time after, it becomes work. This means that I am more liable to find an excuse NOT to write and, instead, skip it and waste my time pursuing other activities. And “other activities” DON’T WRITE BOOKS!
And my brain continues inventing new ideas but my fingers aren’t keeping up. It’s like being on an assembly line, building widgets, but I have to go to the bathroom. No, wait…maybe not like that.
Anyway, it’s going to be rough for a while–in all areas, most likely. This is when I have to make sure to stay on task. “Descent Into Madness” isn’t going to write itself!
Not yet, anyway. Once a book can write itself, I’m out of my hobby. 😦