Yesterday, April Fools Day, I finally took a day off. I had been writing, or editing, everyday since November first.
What started as a challenge (NaNoWriMo) became a marathon, and then became an obsession. I was actually worried that if I took a day off I would somehow lose the work ethic I had finally acquired.
Mid January I thought ‘I need to take a day off,’ but that was followed quickly by ‘But why would I take a day in the middle of the month off, that makes no sense.’ So I continued to write. The same happened the next month, and the next. The last day of each month I was filled with ideas I needed to write down, there was no way I was going to take those day off.
Last week I realized that not only was the end of the month approaching, but it would be April Fools day, how appropriate.
So I took the day off.