This virus sucks. It really does. But I’ve found much for which to give thanks and I’ve discovered things I like to do. Of course, writing is at the top of the list. But I’ve been writing for others, not just for myself, and that feels great. I’ve managed two newsletters each month for my area writers’ group. My current writing partner and I are more than halfway to the finish line on the lesbian romance–and I don’t know about her, but I’m having FUN.
I haven’t been spending money on eating out and have all but quit buying snacks. Instead, my monthly “extra” money has gone toward clothes. A plus for me is that they’re not all black which is my norm. I think one top is black, but that’s it.
Everyone talks about being bored, and I can honestly say that I’m not. I don’t get bored. I get busy. Or I sleep. LOL And trust me, I’ve taken my share of naps since this nonsense started. More naps, more creativity means less stress for me. This has given me time to catch up on reading, not just writing. I’ve listened to some terrific audio books and have indulged in some new authors (well, new to me). One author is A.L. Herbert, who writes the best cozy mysteries, and each book contains a small handful of recipes.
I’m also revisiting Neil Gaiman’s lessons in his Master Class. TONS of information and worth every second and cent spent on him.
Here’s hoping the rest of you are well and happy.