Friday, May 9, 2014

Blood from a turnip

I've felt a bit squeezed this week concerning writing, much like getting blood from a turnip. This week has been frustrating, and last week was emotionally draining. Since last week involved what would have been Matt's 19th birthday, I gave myself grace as far as writing was concerned. However, this week was literally filled to over-flowing with appointments, and next week is no better. I counted four different doctor appointments next week for five of us. Throw in trying to homeschool, prep for standardized testing, our anniversary, Mother's Day, and the usual household demands, and, well, there is precious little time left for writing.

I have, however, managed to consistently eek out whatever few minutes here and there that presented themselves during the week. It hasn't been my preferred or ideal writing venue, but I'm learning to accept that "good enough" is good enough, that perfection isn't the goal. The goal is simply to write and write well. Then edit, and edit some more. How utterly appropriate Jennifer Dukes Lee's post was this week! I hope when you read it that you are as encouraged as I was.
 

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