I blogged a post clearly stating I was 'on hiatus' but I'm clearly a liar. The frequency is still high, but it also comes with the intention of it intact.
I'm not procrastinating on my main project.
When I posted that, it was because the sheer amount of time I spent on scheduling blogs, times I was realizing I had bowed out of writing, had exhausted myself to goals I wanted to place as a priority.
However, I created a sort of unconscious reward system. Now that I delegate writing to the first thing I do, I've been putting quality hours towards where I want them, using blogging as a way to take a break, not the first priority. Sometimes you just have to trick yourself into a new order.
And of course, I'm enjoying the hell out of writing my book. I'm playing with some fun arcs, my favorite mix of seriousness, adventure and humor. Although it gets more complex, keeping track of the logic as I go, I also develop a deeper kinship with the characters and events along the way. To think too deeply on the challenge can cause hesitation, but once I get going, the elusive magic sparks anew.
You don't get many lies that come guilt-free, so consider this sort a true victory.
