The history of Sabbaticals goes back to biblical times. It has always been known that all work and no play is a bad combination. Unfortunately very few can take a year off of work every seven years to revitalize themselves, but it is vital to take some time.
For most writers, writing is not a full time job. It's easy to work your full time job and try to write in every free moment you have. The problem is you still need to feed your soul, re-charge your battery, revitalize. You need a Sabbatical. And to make sure you take one, it's a good idea to document what you're doing that takes you away from your computer.
Saturday Sabbaticals is my place to share some of what I do to re-fuel. Feel free to link up what you are doing to re-fill your tank.
- The smallest - and perhaps easiest - way to accomplish some re-fueling struck me today. I tell authors all the time that they need to be reading. You need to keep us to date and reading good books truly motivates you to do the same. The problem is as you get busier, reading is usually the first thing that falls by the wayside. I carry a book with me in my purse. No matter where I go, if I have a couple of minutes I read. But it's not enough. I told my DH this afternoon that I have decided to block out one hour a day in my schedule for reading. One hour that I won't think about work or the internet or my cellphone or anything else. I will read. I guess what we've been told forever is true -- Reading is Fundamental!
- Last weekend I went with my DH and a good friend to Marathon, Florida for a special event at the Dolphin Research Center. If you've never been there before, go. It's a remarkable place. And it moved me to watch these amazing animals. My favorite, was getting to see the new baby. Four days old when we were there. Warms the soul, let me tell you. :) Look closely at the picture and you will see Mom and baby. Babies are born dark and slough off skin at the beginning until they arrive at the lighter gray you are used to seeing
- Last night I had girls night out with my daughters. It was...wonderful. Talking, laughing, drinking wine, eating an amazing dinner. I had a great time. And we talked about the tough stuff - futures, hopes, dreams. I sat there at one point looking at these beautiful young women and thought, 'This is why I'm here.' It's been a rough week, some things crashed and burned on the home front and we're examining some new options, but sitting there last night none of that mattered. What matters is that my life is full because I am with people I love, in a place I longed to be and everything else will work itself out.