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Good morning darlings,

Although I'm a creature who craves routine, I'm no stranger to disruption. I've been aiming to get more resilient, to not let my creative life (or just my life in general) go off the rails when I hit a bump. But like the first snow after a year or years; the first disruption after a long while is unpracticed. I forget what to do, how not to slip, how to return to business as usual.

April is a month full of disruptions. They're all the lovely sort--a long weekend for a games convention in Edinburgh, this coming week we have a beloved American friend coming to stay with us for a few days and an event in Oxford, and after that another event in the Peaks District.

And yet. And yet.

When I built my ambitious April writing calendar (it's Camp NaNoWriMo, so I was being extra ambitious) I marked out all of the days. I knew which days would not be writing days. I knew there'd be a lot more of them than usual.

I didn't take into account the recovery days. The time to pull myself back into the story, to regain my stillness to bring the narrative voice back in my head. How on Monday I was home, yes, but shattered, and although I did force myself to the keyboard, I didn't keep any of it.

Tuesday went slightly better, as I put my toe into the water. I wrote story beats, and prepared myself for the days ahead.

Today--well, today I'm hoping to make up for lost time. And I'm also thinking about the rest of this month (and all of the disruptions that come after that). I'm trying to accept I'm not a failure because I'm not a word factory that can crank out on demand (this is hard, very hard). But I'm also trying to be more resilient, to recover more quickly because while I may not be a factory, I am most happy when I am prolific and immersed.

Well, I suppose we're forever works in progress....

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It began over the course of last year, but at the beginning of the year, I began in mass to reduce my social media (and Internet in general) usage. I deleted some accounts. I have kept others, but don't check or interact with them.

I did this to increase what I call my "psychic space." I found myself spending too much time being neurotic about what comes across my various feeds. I spent too much time worried about how people would respond to whatever I put out there. This was time I was not spending in my psychic landscape thinking about my stories. It wasn't time, really, that was the issue. (Time is something I'm lucky to have in abundance--at least in the short term.) It was the space in my head to connect the dots and to expand on my thoughts and get below the surface of my stories.

If someone gives you a hammer, everything is a nail....

And that's largely been going fine. My writing productivity has increased dramatically. I've only had a handful of panic attacks and lost a few days about things people said online.

Then came the decampment, and suddenly I had a shiny new online journal to follow my friends, and of course the thoughts creep into my head--how will I use this thing?

I have written five posts, and not submitted any of them, because I'm too neurotic. This is not healthy.

So I have to consider--what is it that I'm so worried about?

Those worries )

In (a distinct lack of) conclusion....

How do I connect while keeping hold of my psychic space? I suppose the answer is "care less," but I'm clearly not doing a good job at that.

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