A Day Off

I’ve found of late, especially with trying to keep a balance between library and writing work, that I’ve adopted a strained attitude towards downtime. I actually feel guilty for taking time off to just goof around. Even worse, if I have a non-productive day where I’ve been intending to work, I will beat myself up over it – and at times when I’m feeling low, this just pushes me further down the spiral.

So today I made a conscious decision to do nothing. My conscious decision was that achieving nothing would actually be a measure of success. The only things I would do would be putting out the laundry, doing the washing up and getting some groceries. Instead, after a bit of a lie in, I have played some Assassins Creed: Unity, read most of a book and finished off a scene from the novel that I’ve been stalled on for a few weeks. Alright, technically this last element is work, but it arose spontaneously, inspired by a major plot twist that I came up with a couple of weeks ago, so it really was writing for pleasure.

Tomorrow, I have a number of things that I’ve set myself as goals to force my getting out of bed. At least one of those is writing up Monday’s game session…