As I write this blog post, I’ve just finished exams, put in a full work week, have met a tight deadline, and am working on another deadline (two, actually). Making time for writing can be so hard, but if it’s what you love to do, you’ll always find a way. That’s what they say.
Sometimes life is hard, you know? We can’t control everything, including how our time has to be spent. I realize that we all make choices which inform how our time is spent, but sometimes the choice is taken away. Sometimes, the choice is out of our control. So, if you’ve found it hard to find the time for reading and/or writing lately, I’m right there with you. And I’m not going to feel bad about that.
At first, I felt bad about the fact that I haven’t picked up a book for pleasure reading since March, but then I thought… I’ve got a lot of shit to do. I wrote a little bit about this in my Kelowna, BC blog post. I run a freelance editing business, I work full-time, I’ve just finished up classes, I offer editorial support to a literary agency, and I (try to) keep up a weekly blog. Right now, all of my reading is mandatory. All of my writing is mandatory. It won’t always be this way, but for now this is the way it is. I’m tired of feeling like I’m not prioritizing writing, because in my world, it’s the most important long-term constant.
Sometimes life gets in the way. That’s not to say that those things that get temporarily neglected aren’t important to us, they just have to be on the back burner right now. Making time for writing is sometimes a difficult task, and admitting that doesn’t make you a wannabe.
I’m rounding the corner and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. By this time next week, I should be able to dive back into edits and pick up a book to read just for the hell of it. Until then, I’ll be over here just doing what I can.
If all you can manage this week is to keep afloat, that’s okay. You’ve got this.