Yesterday, I took the day off from writing and editing. Yes, that's right. Ms. Writes Every Single Day didn't yesterday. Instead, I did things like take the dog for a walk, read, take the dog to the lake (and he decided I needed to swim, too), and sit on the sofa watching old episodes of The Tudors. It was relaxing. Yes, even the unplanned dip in the water.
I sat down to check my email last night and felt a bit guilty that I hadn't written anything, so I looked at a paragraph in the WIP I'm editing and made a few small changes. But that was it.
I rarely take a day off from words. It felt strange, needless to say, but it was a nice break. I need to remind myself that it's okay to do that every once in a while. The words will not run away and hide. I fell asleep with a new short story idea growing in the back of my mind, one I'll let simmer for a few days until it demands to come out. Today I'm back to editing a manuscript and giving a few short stories a final read-thru. It feels good to get back to my wordcraft.
If you'd like to read a new poem (Well, new to you, boys and girls; I wrote it months ago.), you can find Our Disintegration on Every Day Poets.
Take care and Happy Monday!