I’ve discussed feeling less into writing than I have in years past, and the idea of taking a break has come up over and over again, both in the comments of that post and in reply to tweeting about these feelings this morning.
So this is it. For the month of February, I’m taking a break from writing.
What I can write:
- anything for work, because I like acquiring currency
- my paper journal, since that’s how I vent and generally feel better about life
- book reviews, so I don’t forget about the book by the end of the month
- Wikiwrimo, just in case I get the hankering
Anything else is a no-go, which includes fiction and this blog. Any posts you see from me in February were written last month, so this blog won’t be totally neglected. And yes, I can jot down ideas that come to mind so I don’t forget them before March. I just can’t start writing those things until March arrives.
“Hey, wait a minute,” I can hear my brain saying. “You haven’t been writing any fiction since November, anyway, so the only thing you’re really cutting out is the blogging.”
Well, yes. You’re right, brain. But the point of this exercise is to forgive myself for not doing these writing things. I find myself feeling guilty when I’m not writing or editing a work of fiction, even if it’s not what I want to do right then. It’s time to let those feelings go.
Besides, doing something is much more exciting when it’s not allowed.
What will I do instead of writing? That’s such a good question that I don’t have an answer to it yet. I guess we’ll find out.
See you in March, writing.