Finishing a book makes me itchy, restless, ready for the next thing.
It was just the first draft (of my third book) and it was just yesterday I completed it, but today I’m going a bit nuts. I want to edit, but I want to take a break. I want to write something new, but I want to finish the old one first. Also I don’t want to start anything brand new because I’m launching into NaNoWriMo in a couple of weeks and although I write fast, I don’t think I write that fast.
It’s all very distracting, but the thing is it’s not actually distracting me from anything. I had a list of things I needed to do once I’d finished the book. I did them all in two hours.
I ate lunch, took a Bugs Bunny selfie (see above), then I was so impatient to write something, I decided on this blog post.
I feel as though I’ve been neglecting the blog, which is a shame, but in the past couple months that I’ve been neglecting the blog I’ve written two books, so it’s not all bad!
So the itch. It’s kind of like a tingling in my fingers. A searching feeling in my brain like I’m scanning for something I’m not quite sure of. A couple short story ideas are floating to the surface, ideas I tucked away for later, but everything feels very absent, and itchy.
Here’s what happens when I get the itch:
– I tweet more…pictures of my lunch anyone?
– I blog more, in a more spontaneous way…this blog post is a perfect example, it’s what I’m thinking and feeling. Right. Now.
– I bug Ben more…taps, pokes, kisses, repeating his name over and over…and over.
– I get comment-y…I have a deep desire to comment on everyone’s Facebook posts.
– I get the deep urge to clean things (and throw things out)…cleaning’s kind of my default, cleaning or working out.
– I crave more exercise…what’s better for the restless itch I ask you?
– I try to find things to organize…which is hard when everything’s already organized.
Damn the itch!
Honestly, after a moment’s reflection, I think it might have something to do with my desire to be doing something useful at all times. I don’t want to ‘waste time’. It makes it difficult for me to relax in general and maybe that’s a bad thing. It’s certainly good when there’s writing to do, because I will get that shit done, but the part I really suck at is taking a break to relax. I guess I could try to change my personality. You know, try to chill out a bit and not be so frantic to move on to the next thing, but it’s just who I am. So in the meantime…more blog posts and twitter pics for everyone!
Do you get the itch? What do you do to alleviate it?