The tough part about going back to work is that I know I won't have as much time to write. That said, I started writing my first book during the crazy part of the Spring. Spring is a VERY busy time for me, with school and my other committments. But, I was a little sad to go back to work knowing that I couldn't spend as much time with my characters as I would have liked.
What's funny... well, not funny "ha, ha" but funny ironic is that the second I walked on campus flashes came to me. I had things I wanted to write. Of course, I couldn't. I had lessons to give, students to teach. So, during my whatever little free moments I had during lunch or during my prep (after I had finished running off copies and doing all the teacher stuff I had to do - have to get the real work done first), I jotted down ideas and wrote. When you consider I only had maybe 40 minutes total to do this, I wrote about three pages. I had been going over and over it in my head all day, so it was nice to get it down in the computer when I had the chance. When I got home - after a long day, my throat was killing me because of all the lecturing I was doing after not projecting my voice all week - I wrote at least another two or so pages.
Now, five pages for the day might seem slow going. But to me it's progress when you realize that it's not a full time job and I have to juggle many other things along with it.
Teaching... you get to see so many people - students and teachers - and each has a different story to tell. Just being around so much stimuli inspires me.
Well, the bell will ring in about 13 minutes... Need to put a different hat on now...
PS - I just looked around my classroom and there's probably over 15 students just hanging out.
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