Well hey there, remember me? I’ve been a little quiet around here lately. I took a break. Nothing dramatic — just life doing its thing. I’ve been sick, I had a weekend away, a mountain of work deadlines (still going), and my brain just flat-out said, “Nope, you’re not writing until I’ve had a rest.” So, I listened. Sometimes you need to.
So, the last couple of weeks I’ve been spending evenings on the couch with my husband catching up on Only Murders In The Building and The Residence. My brain and body just needed a break.
But … fun news: in the middle of all those goings on, I re-decorated my office. I moved my desk from smack in front of the big window to beside it, which means I can actually see out now (hello, trees and sky). I hung some sheer curtains — only halfway finished, but already they’ve completely softened the space. It feels lighter, calmer, more retreat-ified (that is a word). I decluttered the shit, added a cube storage unit, and I’ve got art for the walls on the way. Basically, I’ve carved out my own little retreat. My space.
In a house where every corner seems to belong to someone else, this one belongs to me — and I really needed it.
And guess what? With the new space came new energy. The words are back. The ideas are back. The sass is back. Basically, the draft is rough, but the vibe is strong.
So here’s what’s next: a shiny book review will be up on Thursday (I had a short rest from reading too), and then we’re back into our regular rhythm from there. Thanks for sticking around while I hit pause — sometimes the best thing you can do for your creativity is walk away for a hot minute.
I keep telling myself, breaks aren’t failures. They’re fuel.
I’m tanked up again.
Em x
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