This morning I woke up sore from yesterday’s sivananda yoga, so I didn’t want to do much writing today. And I didn’t, I only did about 25 minutes. But this is an example of writing whatever you can, even if it’s tough to do and even if it doesn’t produce much, and then just walking away.Continue reading “Furlough 40: Heal”
Hey oh, house campers!
I did a smidgen of editing this morning, but I couldn’t get into it. And I knew this because by the time I’d gotten to the second chapter I was editing, I wanted to delete everything I’d ever written ever. So yeah I’ll try again later. So I am thankful that I could recognize that in me and stepped away. Continue reading “Furlough 36: Frittata”
I’m at a point now where I’m open enough to except everything and not judge it too much as awesome or terrible. I still do from time to time, but that’s okay. Continue reading “Furlough 28”