No more mental health days. I took a lot of those last year, missing more time at the day job than I care to say. Sure, I had good reasons. My brain trying to kill me. Anxiety over our crumbling society. Anger at people on both sides of the political aisle. Sadness over sick and dying friends.
But I want to keep going. Doing the things I need to support myself and my family. This isn’t about pride or so-called toxic masculinity. This is about refusing to let them win. This is about living life the way I want to live it.
This is not to say that I will, going forward, neglect self-care. Quite the opposite. There are plenty of ways to take care of myself without fucking up my livelihood.
Walks after work with only an audiobook and my camera for company. Hitting the heavy bag. Taking care of my fish and the outdoor cat who visits almost daily. Meditative tarot readings. Blogging here every damn day.
The list goes on. I’ve got this. You’ve got this. Happy New Year.
Take days off from SERIOUS writing.
I say SERIOUS because on these days off I will still blog daily, as promised. I just won’t do the big 1-2,000 word writing sessions. While I do think it’s important for writers to write as much as they can, in the same way athletes should train as much as they can, I think it’s equally important to find time for other things. Relax. Recuperate. LIVE YOUR LIFE.
“Find the thing you love and let it kill you.” Fuck that, I love lots of things, and me getting killed helps no one. So, yeah, days off.
Because of the holiday, I took four days off from major writing projects last weekend and came back stronger than ever. I spent time with my loved ones. I finally took care of that awful cloudy water in my fish tank. I got my office in the garage looking nice and homey.
There’s more to life than writing. I know I’m not supposed to say that. I know we writers are supposed to live and die by the pen (or the keyboard), but I ain’t interested in what I’m supposed to do.
As promised yesterday, I’ll be dedicating these next few posts to some things I hope to accomplish in 2021. First and foremost pertains to how I hope to maintain and build an audience for my books. My time on Twitter is minimal. Facebook is even less so.
Blogging daily is something I’m more than comfortable with. It helps me collect and develop my thoughts, and people seem to enjoy it. You can expect to see these every day going forward.
The next part of this is a little more of a stretch, but I think it can be something new and fun. Plus, I think it’s important to step out of our comfort zone from time to time in order to find new habits and activities that we may actually enjoy. I promised earlier that I will do a stream on my Twitch channel every Monday, and I intend to keep that promise. I have a variety of ideas for these streams that I think you all will get a kick out of.
So, that’s it for resolution # 1. Right now, I’m reading War of Jokes and Riddles, a Batman arc from a few years ago. I started watching a movie called Zombi Child last night. It was interesting, but my meds knocked me out early, and I had to hit pause. Hopefully, I’ll finish it tonight. Or maybe, given the holiday, Black Christmas is more appropriate.