This is the second week of experimenting with posting an update about each area in my blog’s tagline ( writing ~ faith ~ life ) and here’s how the last week has been…
W R I T I N G
Momentum is happening! I’ve been working on the current novel as well as the anthology, and most days this past week I wrote.
But I didn’t write every day. And I finally admitted something to myself.
If I don’t work on the fiction at least for a little while in the morning, then it doesn’t happen at all.
This hasn’t always been the case – although I’d sometimes work on fiction in the mornings, my best writing times actually used to be in the afternoons or at night after supper. But that was then, before my several-years-long break from writing fiction. Since returning to writing, I’ve been all over the place when it comes to timing and routines (or lack thereof), and this week I finally faced the fact that, at least for now, I need to fit fiction into my morning.
Admitting this to myself feels huge. And it means I’m taking steps to make fiction-in-the-morning a habit and a routine.
In addition to mornings, I still often write in the afternoons. But I’m not sure I’ll even try writing in the evenings anymore. My whole evening/night routine has shifted the past year or so and I end my days much earlier than I used to.
Now that I’m trying to implement a new routine, I’m curious to see how it’ll go during the next week.
F A I T H
As I mentioned in my last post, I’m participating in a challenge this month to write out the book of Ephesians.
I continued this week and now I have only a few more verses to copy before it’s finished. Writing Ephesians this way has been a blessing.
L I F E
This past week had book club day, with book talk and general chatter and pizza and other good stuff. I started attending the monthly book club in June, and I’m so grateful I pushed past my social anxiety to go the first time… and to keep going each month.
Painting and reading and relaxing were all part of my week too, and some days were sunny and some were dreary.
Tomorrow is our 30th wedding anniversary, so this week has also held times of thinking back over the decades and remembering what was going on this week back in 1988… the family and friends coming to town, the nervous excitement about getting married and starting a new life, the last-minute preparations.
My husband and I are having a low-key celebration of a special dinner tomorrow night. We used to always take a trip out of town for our anniversary, but we haven’t traveled for the past several years (for a few reasons, a main one being things going on with my health).
It’s okay that we’re not doing anything fancy, but simply being together – because being together is the important thing. Our marriage has experienced ups and downs as I suppose all marriages do, and we went through a particularly rough time for a while over a decade ago, but I’m grateful and blessed to be married to my best friend and the one person who never lets me down and accepts me for all I am (weirdness and quirks and all).
Spending a quiet evening with him, doing nothing extra-special, just enjoying the company and comfort and coziness and love that’s stood through so many years… that makes my heart sing.
That brings me joy.