And I'm lost. Like really lost.
Like, I don't know what to do with myself when I'm not working, lost. And even work is a struggle these days.
There is nothing on TV. I can't focus on any book. Y & R is only fifty minutes on the iPad, and even that isn't doing much for me.
All I want is to go back to Lakeside and hang out with Linny and the guys. I want Charlie to hug me and Jimmy to roll his eyes and make jokes. I want to feel the way Grace feels after a run... not the way I do.
The thing is I knew I was obsessive with writing this book, so much so that I literally couldn't wait to
finish whatever it was that I was doing, so I could get back in Frankfort.
But everything I've read about revisions says to leave it alone for a week and go back to it with fresh eyes, so here I am... needing to write and someone to hear me. Life would probably be easier if I liked to talk on the phone, but it's words that make me feel better.
I also know I've neglected this for so long, and it's time I get back to finding some normalcy after this summer (did I mention it was the best summer ever?). On September 1 I will tackle revisions and get back into their lives, but until then I'm going to try and relax for a moment.In the meantime, if you notice me somewhere and I look a little well.... lost, just hang in there with me. I'll find my way back home eventually.
I have truly missed this and hope someone is still checking to see if I'm alive :)
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