Each day this month I've spent at least two hours working on my poetry, almost all after having worked a full day.
Every time, I tell myself that I can watch a movie or read a book as soon as I finish writing, editing and submitting poems, or posting blog entries, or both. But I am always so tired by the time I do those things, I have no time or energy left for relaxing. This sounds whiny, I know. And it's not as though writing is hard physical labor. But the sustained attention is something. I am looking forward to giving myself a little break and changing gears in May.
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