| Mood: doubting |
| Music: Believe - Lenny Kravitz |
A rare Saturday post from me. I usually do not post in my blog on Saturdays cause I try to take a night off from it. Tonight I have a night of movies planned, but I had this weird mood pop up before I went to bed earlier this morning, and it has hung with me today.
Last night I was sitting here at my desk asking myself if I could do this. I know I can. Sometimes it just seems to be so much to do. Not just the writing part because that is hard enough. Just all of it. I find myself drifting from people that I consider quite close to me because my time is now more focused on my writing. These friends of mine aren't writers themselves, so it is hard for me to go on and on about my writing. All I seem to want to talk about now though is my writing, my blog, things I've read on a board or another person's blog. I've introduced a couple of friends to blogging even, and they are also enjoying it.
I just feel myself wanting more time to do it all. I know I need sleep, or else I'd be up even later than I am. Last night I was able to get in a good interactive session with my writing partner. We hadn't been able to pull out our set in almost a month, and I was missing that as well. Even with the time away we seemed to fall right back into it. Our couple was no worse for the wear.
I know this mood is probably do to non-related writing influences. This weekend is usually not an easy one for me the last ten years now. I guess I just need to take a deep breath, watch some movies and hope the mood passes. It usually does. Maybe pull out one of my WIP's later.
Ah, Gina. The writer speaking to a non-writer thing. I so feel your pain. I have found that in the past two years I have started drifting from my non-writing friends. Friends whom I cherish, but whose eyes glaze over when I start talking plotting or pacing or ... well, you know. It's not their fault. When they start talking daycare and diapers, I, too, find it hard to relate. They don't write. I don't have kids. At any rate, please know, you are not alone. And it IS a perplexing and slightly sad feeling when we no longer connect with people we care about.
YanıtlaSilOn another note, I hope you made it through today okay. *hugs*
Gina
YanıtlaSilI'm on the RWC list, saw your post about blogs and thought I'd pop in and say hi. I had a moment similar to yours this past weekend. I just created my own blog and had a poem published in a literary journal. I was all keyed up, wanting to share it with two couples my hubby and I are very close with. The result? They don't know what blogging is and as for my poem, they said, "Really? That's great." Then their eyes glazed over and they changed the subject. Oh, they also wanted to know when I'm going to start earning some good money with my writing. They didn't even ask what the poem was about...sigh.
I am going to blog about this. Just wanted to tell you I know exactly how you feel. They're not writers and they just don't get it.