A Regular Day Off (That I Didn’t Completely Enjoy)

I took the day off of writing yesterday. That means I didn’t work on my book. I didn’t work on my blog. And I’m not sure how I feel about that.

At first, I thought it would be a good idea. My mind was filled with a lot of things that had nothing to do with my story. If you read over some of my older blog posts, you’ll get an idea of what those things are. I’ll admit that there have since been a few more ideas added to the list, but I won’t write about them today. The point is I had thought it would be a good idea to take a break from my writing.

I spent the day reading (which I haven’t been able to do for a LONG time – mentally, I haven’t been able to concentrate on more than a few pages a day – and was excited about). I played a video game (Dark Souls – which I HAVE been able to concentrate on for at least an hour a day, but was still excited about). Then I went for a walk. A long bike ride. And met a friend.

It was like a regular day off.

So why am I not sure how I feel about it? Everyone needs a day off, right? We need to spend a day doing nothing. Have time for ourselves. Away from our work.

There’s just something that hasn’t sit well with me.

I didn’t wake up feeling refreshed and ready to get back to my story. I didn’t think yesterday was the best spent use of my time. I wasn’t happy that I hadn’t written.

Why is that?

Thinking more about it now (you can’t see that I paused to think about it, but believe me I did), it might actually all have to do with routine.

I usually do the same thing every morning: I wake up, eat my cereal, brew my green tea, then head into my room and write. The past week I’ve added writing to my blog, but that’s still writing. Once that’s done, I go about my day. I might get another writing session in in the afternoon or evening. But that isn’t as important as the one in the morning. And that’s what I didn’t do yesterday.

Now I don’t want to get into the whole argument of the importance of being able to adapt to change. I know that it’s a good quality to have. In life.

But, in writing, I’m not so sure that it is. I’ve done all of my best writing on a routine. Sometimes the venue changes (depending on where I’m living or if I’m travelling), but the time I write (right after breakfast) is the same.

Maybe that’s how it is with a lot of art. We know when we’re most creative, and we map out that time into our schedule to take advantage it. Simple enough.

So the point here? I’m not actually sure. But I think it’s that I’m going to stick with my routine. Write every day. Or, at least, sit down to write (what I produce may be another matter). And go with that.

By the way, I missed writing this blog yesterday too. Which is a complete shock to me since I never thought I’d enjoy writing it in when I started out. I guess things just work out that way sometimes.

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