Friday, September 05, 2008

The New Year That Wasn't

I did say that I’d know by now and I do.  Things have turned out to thwart any new beginning at this time.

I’m not sure exactly how long I’ll be unable to consider writing.  It looks like six to eight weeks.  I’ll be away from home for about five days and with lack of concentration or focus no writing will occur except for email and this blog.  And I’m not sure how that works in a hotel.  The wireless thing, I mean.

I’d be foolish to think I could begin something during this period.  And when I get home I’ll be very busy doing other things.  So two months more or less before I consider writing again.

Yes, I’m relieved in a way, but I don’t admit to that.  I tell myself I would’ve come up with something good and I’d be back on track again.

It could’ve happened, I guess.  But this isn’t the end of the line.  It’s a postponement. At least that’s what I tell myself.

3 comments:

Procrastination.Bug said...

Don't put such a pressure on you.
Allow yourself never to write again.
You already succeeded where few are.
Find yourself a hobby and read books.
Hope it helps

Jess said...

As for Internet in hotels--I was in a hotel a few weeks ago and had to call someone to help me get online. Many have FREE Internet, but sometimes they hide that fact.

Getting away will release your from pressure and you'll have freedom to think, mentally plot and just relax.

Hope you and yours have a great time.

MTA said...

Hello Sandra.
How are you? We miss you.
I hope to soon.