How did we get here? Because of Covid-19 and all the changes in my life over the last year and a half, part of me feels like time is moving faster than ever. The other part of me feels like time is moving slower than it ever has in my entire life. Most would agree that it is a weird time for all of us.
I’m still trying to build a consistent writing life. A separation and divorce, a new budget, and a part-time teaching job have made writing like I had planned to become a hard thing to do. So, I adjust.
Yes, I got a fave-to-face teaching job (private school) in the middle of a worldwide health pandemic at the age of 62, after 4 years of retirement from public school teaching. Arts and Humanities, and Art 1; high school; no textbook. It takes up a good bit of time.
I still have private students in ACT coaching and test anxiety, piano students, and reading/writing/gifted studies.
To be honest, on top of being so busy, I really didn’t feel like writing romance for several months. So, you know what I did? I gave myself grace. I worked on the things I could work on.
And I’m so happy to tell you (if indeed anyone is reading this at all, haha) that the characters are starting to talk to each other in my head, and give me ideas, and solve their own problems. I’ll soon be close to the halfway mark on the work-in-progress, “A Kentucky Carpenter’s Hope.” I have a some good chunks of book three in the Bourbon Creek Romance Series, too, because Blaze cannot seem to wait his turn.
I hope you are giving yourself grace in your life, too.
-Dinah
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