This may come as a shock to some of you readers, but I have talents other than writing. It’s true. I have spent time writing The Wallet today…no slacking there. I have also indulged my passion for cooking. One real benefit of working from home is that I can cook between bouts of writing. I would be less than honest if I didn’t admit my house smells insanely good right now. One of my best veggie soups ever is on the stove.
I love to cook, but here’s the thing. Most people, me included, who enjoy cooking only enjoy cooking when they want to. When it becomes a chore and everyone’s relying on you to “whip something up” the joy leaks out real fast. My son, Chris, can work magic with a smoker…like the Gandolf of low and slow. Many people said he should go into business, but he maintained that if it became his job, it would cease to be fun. There’s a saying that goes, “If you do something you love, you’ll never work a day in your life.” It’s true in a limited way for most people. It requires a good bit of positive self talk to tell yourself that you don’t actually have to do it…that you could walk away. When you can’t walk away, it becomes a job.
I’m lucky in that regard. I can make pico de gallo one day, guacamole the next, and soup when I want to and on the days I don’t feel it…nada is fine. I can only sort of do that with writing. I can take a day off whenever I want, but that does do away with the little voice of the boss in my head saying, “What are you doing wasting time? That story’s not going to write itself.”
Ha! Shows you what the boss knows. The story does write itself, I just have to be there to do the typing…well, that and spur the characters to action when they try to skip work. I don’t know what they were doing while I mowed the lawn today, but work wasn’t it. I’ll get the Lady back to work tomorrow with new clue pictures. Until then, relax, you got this.