Have you guys been more or less creative in captivity?

Although my work schedule is mostly unchanged, my habits were altered dramatically.

I spend less time writing, and less time reading, feeling as though the extra time should be spent doing something “more important.” …and I hate that feeling.

Do you ever feel the same?

How do you fight the feeling?

I wish I could reprogram my mind to acknowledge that writing is my art and that it is just as important as the household to-do list.

Granted, I did also finish the last read-through on my manuscript, and sent it off to my editor, and started a new project, I still need to find a way to prioritize my writing as high if not higher than the broken sprinkler head.

Things on the horizon: working on gathering a mailing list for a newsletter, creating a Facebook author page, working on the cover art for my second manuscript, toying with the idea of resuscitating my first project and cleaning off the two years of electronic dust that has accumulated atop it, and am working on an overhaul on the blog site.