I got back from my Christmas visit to the States Friday morning.
First order of business? I took a hot bath. It'd been a long day. Plus I was reading the newest Courtney Summers book, Fall for Anything, and I couldn't bear to stop.
After my bath, unpacking, visiting the grocery store, and a much needed nap, I settled in for the evening with some Christmas chocolate and a new DVD of Project Runway. And I tried to figure out how in the world I was going to get back into writing mode.
Last year I didn't have this problem. Perhaps the holidays were a bit quieter for some reason. Or I was more dedicated. I had the stress of a January deadline for Bath Spa University to worry about. And a sparkly new novel idea. So I wrote every day, even Christmas, for thirty minutes. Most days I worked for an hour.
This year I did some editing work, some work on my query letter, and a half-hearted journal entry about what would happen next in Project Demo. In total, a couple of hours tops. I didn't write anything new, not a single sentence.
I'm okay with that. If I wasn't, I would have pushed myself harder. This year I figured I needed a break (plus I don't get to spend time with my family and American friends very often).
But what now? I'm a little hazy on my characters' names, let alone the plot. And I'm tired just thinking about how much work diving in again will be. This must be why most writers work every day.
Of course, once I force myself to start writing again, it will all come back. I'll begin to care again, I'll begin to remember my story's driving action. I hope.
Did you take a writing holiday this year? How did you get back to work?