Every writer needs a hobby
Writers are lucky. We love our work. Well we do when we?re not having to rewrite whole slabs that seemed so promising at first, but fell so flat; or freaking out didn?t I change that bit last week? Have I lost that draft? Aaah! Or suddenly discovering that something we?ve set up cannot work and it?s all about to come crashing down. Eeek! Etc, etc.
We love our story so much that sometimes it?s easy to keep writing, day in and day out, until one day, you realise that you?ve not only forgotten to smell the roses, but they?ve budded up, bloomed and fallen while you?ve not been looking. I think the official term is ?lack of balance?.
This year I?m going to try working to more like office hours, take weekends. (Of course flexi-time is included. And maybe even RDOs, since I do the roster.) At least when not working to a deadline or in that heady, urgent ?new? story zone that demands you write, right then, to catch all the ideas and characters buzzing in your head.
It?s sort-of hard getting away from writing/work when one?s hobbies are reading and writing poetry though, but, with a new address and larger garden, I?ve discovered a new passion ? growing vegies and herbs and all things edible.
Growing food is not unlike writing a new story, especially watching it grow from seed. Waiting to see if that tiny kernel will sprout into a seedling. One that will grow and grow and flower and once the prettiness falls away, the fruit remains to develop and mature into something palatable. Something to be enjoyed and satisfy and leave ?you recalling it later. (Sorry, that could just be indigestion!)
I?m loving the watering (thinking time), harvest, and the eating of what we are growing. Nearly as much as sending a new manuscript out into the world and seeing a published book come back.