Life kind of feels right now like a bad job or relationship where you know something drastic needs to change, but you aren’t sure what or how. Which is, in my experience, when it tends to happen for you. While I’m tightening my already-buckled belt, here’s some of what’s going right.
I’m trying to learn how to think about time differently — to view it, paradoxically, as abundant rather than scarce. That’s a key tenet, if not the whole point, of Off the Clock by Laura Vanderkam.
No matter how much I might like to brand myself as “consistently inconsistent,” I’d like to find a better way. I’m not a fan of either separate accounts or one social network per interest. Neither feels quite right to me; it’s as if you’d be getting pieces, but not an integrated whole, not the full representation of me as a writer.
Writing this blog this week, I had the thought that I’m really doing an awful lot. Two very different kinds of fiction, plus journalism, plus freelance clients, plus nonprofit work, plus family and home is… more than I suspect a lot of people do.