I promised my family that I would take the month of March off, and I did. It was not fun.
For one thing, it was arbitrary. Why a month? I did need a break after spending eight months working on Book 2. My husband and daughters deserved my attention. But, as it turned out, they didn't want as much attention as I had available.
The first week was the worst. I had all of these ideas for Book 3 that I wanted to get recorded, but I couldn't. 'Cause I promised.
I created a clean-the-cabinets project. That died after five cabinets.
I started hunting through book review sites, looking for new things to read. And I discovered the New Adult genre. Yes, I forgot about Book 3 and all my ideas and the cleaning projects to submerge myself in NA books. I can never write them myself, but I am sold!
It is April 2nd. I started Book 3 yesterday. And I'm never taking a month off again. I need to write.