Over two years have passed since I recommitted myself to writing, beyond what is required for work. There had been a long hiatus for me since I previously attempted a personal project.
I owe a nod re: my creative resurgence to fellow Inker Diva Donna who invited me to my first LDS Storymakers conference AND founded our writing group, which has been a great source of motivation and inpsiration to me.
I've been plugging away at my first novel, writing as often as I have the time and energy to focus on it. Recently, I had an intense couple of months at work with many overtime hours. During that period I did not write anything for my novel, and it has been difficult to get back into the groove of the story.
However, I am writing again, slowly but surely, and I have had an epiphany - writing is great therapy for me. There has been such a big difference in how I cope with stress and my general outlook when I am focused on writing vs. not.
Although I wanted to be further along by this date, I'm grateful for the time away from my novel for making me realize how important writing is to me. But, even if my story never makes it into book form and my characters live only in a file on my computer, I'm determined to finish it and give them their happy ending. They deserve it, and it's much cheaper than a therapist.