Man, up and down day.
I was really, really worried you guys that my minor epiphany last night about carrying bad ideas for too long was really going to sink me into a depression…
But it didn’t. I woke up feeling…normal. And my session with my editor went really awesome this morning, and I had a great day at work. Like, I am feeling confident that I’m getting a clearer picture of this story, beat by beat, a feel for what’s truly working deep in my gut. And the time it takes to get there is becoming less and less important as I let go of the fear that I will never get there.
Then, I came home early for some plumbing stuff, took a nap, and kinda had a weird evening in that I just lost steam. I couldn’t really muster up the energy to DO anything. And that’s where I am now. Just feeling off and funky.
Sigh.
I’m going to cling to how I felt earlier today, though. I felt like ME. Confident. Productive. Even-keeled.
I can do this.
All of it.
I have done this. I know what I’m doing. I really do. Those aren’t hollow words. They’re the truth.
I’m going to wake up tomorrow early enough to walk the dogs and still get into work with time to meditate and do my writing. And goddamn it…I’m looking forward to it.
Night!