I am so tempted right now to write a single-sentence post saying that I quit Camp NaNoWriMo this month because April is trying to kill me, but that sounds silly and self-indulgent.
I’m still sick, but I went back to work today, anyway. It was my night to work and be in charge of the building, so naturally stressful things happened. When I got home, it was time to Clean All of the Things. You know that thing that happens when you sat around on the couch like a slug all winter and it was always so dark when you were home that you never noticed how dusty everything got? Well, next week is our vacation/spring cleaning week, and yet the appointment to have our house appraised is tomorrow morning at 9:30 a.m. When I sat down for a break from wiping, folding, sorting, dusting, and tidying, I realized that it was 11:35 p.m. and very nearly too late to post. Again!
So this isn’t that “I quit!” post part of me would like to write. It is an “I realize that this month I have been rubbish at this blogging challenge, but I promise that next month will be better” post. And that’s about all that it is.
It’s also me, hanging on. Not quitting, even when the words on the screen seem silly or useless. Hanging in there is never silly or useless. Uninteresting to outsiders, maybe. But just maybe, a moment of brutal honesty from me is enough to inspire one of you out there to keep going with your art, even on terrible days when you are so tired you’d rather take a nap or are so busy you don’t have more than 20 minutes at the end of the day to create. Don’t give up. Take those interstitial moments and make them count for something instead!