I've been pretty stressed recently.
I try to stay away from stress as much as possible. I used to have a very stressful job which made me feel very busy and like one of those proper people with a career. After a while I realised there was no career, and that all I was doing was making myself unhappy. I found that in the stress, I hadn't written or really drawn anything for two years, and hadn't even realised. That was the deal-breaker.
Stress in work immediately puts a stopper on any creativity I have. It makes me a frantic shell, and there's no rest or peace. Although I'm a lot less stressed now, it still can't be avoided all the time, and I'm still no better at handling it.
However, more than two years after I wrote the last sentence of An Unnatural Daughter, the first draft proof landed in our post box.
|Out Jan 2015!|
It came at a very opportune time - I'd just got in from a long work trip and was very tired and hadn't done anything creative for days. But there in my hands was tangible proof of the things I had done - like a trophy for the hours spent on it.
There's still lots of work to be done but my, what a boost.
In case you missed it, I did manage to find the time for another drawing, this time of OH.
|Isn't he lovely?|
I need a better photo. I'm going to (eventually) get a gallery tab on the top and a separate page for all my drawings and paintings, so watch this space!
I'm going to go and do some editing of the new WiP now, and feel a lot better:)