Writing
without recognition or at least some kind of validation is hard. It’s difficult to stay
motivated, to keep spending those hours in front of the laptop and to keep
pouring out those emotions.
Questions arise, most often when I’m
lying in bed about to drop off to sleep. How long should I keep going? How long
should I keep trying? Should I keep
going?
Several
times I’ve considered simply packing up and concentrating on my family and the
farm. Then the summer holidays arrived and this summer was particularly
poignant as it marked the end of my daughter’s primary education.
So I did the
unthinkable and gave myself permission to take some time off.
Not writing
for a few days usually makes me a bit twitchy and to consciously decide to put
the pen down and not turn on the laptop for several weeks was scary. Would I be able to write
again? Would I want to? And if I did, would I have lost the ability I’d
cultivated? A bit like taking time off from exercise, I suppose, and losing
fitness.
But then
school rolls around and new term begins and as turns out, a rest can be good. Back to
school, back to work.
The crows of
doubt may currently be perched on top of my laptop cawing at the number of
times I’m using the delete button, but I’m still here and I’m still writing. I’m still
being courageous.
Does the joy
of writing ever desert you and if so, what do you find helps?