Our theme this month is how we recharge our batteries.
I'm going to be reading my fellow YAOTLer's posts because I suck at this.
This year I will turn in three books. At one point, through no fault of my own, I had to write 90,000 words in 9 weeks - and they had to be clean. Not a first draft, but polished. And I was doing a week of school visits in Texas during this time.
I'm looking at a similar situation by the end of year, with another book due in March. Plus I'm going to be temporarily relocating so I can be with someone at the end of their life.
Some things I used to do to recharge my batteries don't work as well as they did in the past:
- Running. I have been fighting a variety of problems, like a tight piriformis. My jog has turned into more job than joy. On the plus side, I think I'm beginning to understand why I have problems (years and years of twisted, crappy posture) and I'm making progress in untangling them.
- Reading. How can reading not be a joy? But I'll let you in on a horrible little secret. The more you write, the more you recognize other writer's tricks and ticks. That's expository dialog, you'll hear a little voice in your head saying. Or Where was the editor? This book needed to lose about a hundred pages. Or The only reason the character is doing this is because you, the author, need him to get in trouble a few chapters down the road. Quite a few of the books I pick up now I don't finish, and I never used to do that.
- Eating. This has never actually worked in the past, but now I've got the added insult that I gain weight. (I was super skinny as a teen and used to have a milkshake and chips every day for lunch in the hope that I would gain weight.)
- Watching favorite TV shows. I checked email and surfed during the last episode of True Blood this year.
- Travel. I will be in New York in a few days, and I'm hoping the museums and the walking and the people watching and the eating will go a ways to recharging me for the challenges that lie ahead.