Today had me particularly wound up at school, between student projects being turned in, wrapping up one novel, and preparing to start a second, and for the first time in a few weeks, when I came home tonight I made time to write.
It's always a shock (although I re-learn it every month or so) how much writing soothes and centers me. Even writing about overwhelmingly negative memories, as I did tonight when I began to record my first year teaching, has mellowed me and left me feeling more myself than I've felt all week.
I say it every time I remember, but I must stick to it one of these times: I MUST write every day, even just a bit. Not just for my art, but for the sake of my soul.
Making time to write is the key! I'm proud of you for sticking with it. You are a fabulous writer.
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