I sat down this week to write up a blog post and you know what happened? Nothing. Nada. Zilch. I stared at the wall for a while, binged This Is Us (which I’m in love with, and it’s not even something I usually watch on TV), and found myself all over my local zoo’s website (I love penguins for some reason). Usually, this ADD sort of thinking produces something, but not this week. Could it be burn out from an amazing production week/run of a performance? Could it be I’m using it all up in drafting my Wonder Woman outfit for con? Or because I hit this weird, but good-weird spot in my recent novel and I’m busy working it out? Or maybe it is all of those things.
Maybe I needed to talk about how to balance being an indy (independent) writer, performer, seamstress, pin up girl, AND working a regular-if-only-it-was-full-time job. That’s the reality a lot of us face as we start out trying to carve a little spot for ourselves. So few of us get to sit down and write, or perform, full-time. I’d love to do both. That’s my goal, a completely reach-able with LOTS of hard work goal, but one filled with the ever persistent balance problem. I have to feed myself, therefore, I had to make money by working. I’m committed to events, which require my sewing skills. I have to make sure my soul hasn’t gone crazy, so I work on finding the next fabulous show to perform in. It’s a lot. On top of the need to write down these stories bubbling in my head. It’s not wonder people thing us, artists are a little off-beat.
As spring rolls around, I realize that I will have less and less time to write. It’ll be about chiseling moments of time in order to do so… and to be honest, that’s difficult for me. I get ideas, need to try them out, and end up side-tracked. It’s the ENFP life at its purest. It’s brilliant but I have to remember to keep at it.
I, also, have to remember, that I’m not failing if I’m not writing every day. Not if I’m composing in my head, thinking about it, then I’m not failing. And yes, I repeat that to myself every time I beat myself up over it… and I do it every time. I remind myself that everyone works differently. Some have to write every day. Some don’t. Some binge. Some trickle. Some plan chapters a week/word count a week. Some don’t.
But balance, that’s what I need. I need to make sure I am feeding all of my artistic outlets. And take the time to regenerate those juices. It also means, to me, giving in to my artistic impulses when they occur. And that just because it isn’t happening at that moment, or even a day or two done the road, doesn’t mean it won’t suddenly happen again.
Patience. It’s a virtue, or something. I’m not very good at it, but I’m trying.
And I pose this question: how do you balance it all? I’d love to swap tips, stories, etc. You an always learn from someone else. Always.