Spring has Sprung

Spring has sprung…a leak, that is. I live in Texas. It should be sunny and in the 70’s pretty much every day right now. But we keep bouncing back and forth between very warm (80’s) and cold (40’s). Okay, not big extremes for some of you, but it’s like the world is out of sync and doesn’t quite know what to do.


And that’s exactly how I’ve been feeling lately. Out of sync. Isolated. I don’t interact with my groups like I used to, I don’t write as much as I used to, I don’t even talk to my family like I used to. I know it’s partly depression from staying inside too much, staying home all the time, not getting any exercise or sunshine. But every time I plan to start walking again, here comes another cold front, another storm. Or hubby breaks his foot. Or any one of a hundred things that pull me back inside and back into that web of depression.

In talking with other writers, I’ve learned it’s not uncommon. We tend to be introverts to begin with. Interacting with others is difficult for most writers. And yet here comes the season of conferences where writers feel they need to see and be seen, need to get out where the readers are. But just thinking about doing that gives me the heebie-jeebies.


I wasn’t always like this. In fact, I used to go and go all the time. I loved conferences. But then I got stuck in a job where I saw 30 families a day, 6 days a week, trying to talk them into buying portraits while they stubbornly held their ground. Now that I don’t have to do that anymore, I don’t want to see people at all. Or so I tell myself. I actually miss interacting with people, but I’ve grown self-conscious about my looks and can’t bring myself to get out there and risk the looks you get from those who’ve never had to worry about such a thing.

So how do you deal with the frustration? You write. Even when you don’t want to. Even when you’d rather have a root canal than write that scene. Even when you know you’re risking criticism from those who don’t like what you write or how you write it. You do it anyway. You also try to take better care of yourself, get some exercise, get out and see the new calves and foals, take a drive to look at the bluebonnets. You fire up the lawn mower and get behind it and push. You sit yourself down at the computer as soon as the sun goes down and you write, again.


And slowly, as winter finally releases its hold and Spring settles in to stay for a while, you reconnect with those around you, because it’s those connections that feeds a writer’s soul.

Anyone else suffer from SAD or have to battle bouts of depression? What’s your tried and true way to boot yourself out of the doldrums?


About Tori Scott

Author, former Golden Heart finalist, published by Red Sage, in Woman's World, and selected news media. I live near Dallas Texas and write sexy romantic comedy, contemporary small-town romance, and romantic suspense.
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8 Responses to Spring has Sprung

  1. I hear you. I’m spring cleaning. A mindless task. I need to write. I should write. What’s my excuse? Oh, I’m in my closet wondering if I need long pants or short ones.


  2. monarisk says:

    Like Pepper, I’m spring cleaning too. I published six new books last year and I’m burned out. I’m at the same point I reached when I took an early retirement from my full-time job to write. Now, I’ve decided to take a break of a few months to take care of my health. Too many “borderline” things to deal with before they develop into big problems. But it’s difficult to force myself not to write and call doctors, go to the gym, watch my diet,…
    You need to give yourself a break. Go out for a walk, call the kids and grandkids (?), eat out with your husband, give yourself little rewards. You certainly deserve them.


  3. Tori Scott says:

    I decided to give myself a big reward. Tomorrow I have an early morning hair appointment with a curly hair specialist, then I’m heading to Sephora for a makeup consultation, and then having lunch with a long-time friend. I hate leaving the hubby (with the broken foot) alone all day, but he’s getting around well enough now that I think he can handle it. Hoping for good results from my “adventure.”


  4. leighmorgan1 says:

    Dear Tori, I always appreciate the light half of the year and the longer days when there’s sun. It’s been raining non-stop here and cold. I can’t help but have some of my energy zapped. Can’t wait for warmer sunny days. It’s hard for me to get enough exercise too. I force myself to get up and train. I almost always feel much better after, but the gearing up and the “during” can be an exercise in courage.

    I always feel like there’s something left undone. If I wrote one scene, I should have written two. If I wrote two, why didn’t I get three done. And on and on and on. I think as writers, and as women who are body-conscious even in the best of times, we’re collectively too hard on ourselves. I’m trying to take time everyday and be thankful for what I’ve accomplished. Every sentence is one sentence closer. Every minute exercising (and yes I count it in minutes) is one minute stronger. Little by little Spring will finally get here and little by little we’ll all feel better. Here’s raising a glass to you for putting yourself out there and making it better. Slainte!

    Have a wonderful lunch tomorrow!


  5. Kristy Tate says:

    I think it’s common for writers to fight both isolation AND the dreaded writer’s rear. I wish you lived closer so I could drag you out for an early morning walk. I really do think my best thoughts when I’m walking away my writer’s rear-end. And I go back and forth on writer’s conferences. The cost of a conference usually equals the cost of publishing a book and since I’m no longer trying to sell my books (and myself) to agents and publishers, producing a book seems the wiser, fiscally responsible choice. Although I do miss the workshops. I think I might like a writer’s retreat, where writers gather, write all day and discuss their work in the evening. Has anyone done this?


  6. Tori Scott says:

    Leigh, one of my goals is to start doing weight training. Hubby and I were riding our bikes every day, and getting out on the Harley two or three times a week, until he turned said Harley over and broke his foot. Come to think of it, that’s when the depression really settled in. Kristy, I wish you did too. I’d love to get out and walk every day, but I live in a rural area where dogs run loose and people shoot guns without regard for who might be in the way. To get to a mall would mean a thirty minute drive, and I hate treadmills with a passion. But I do enjoy walking when I get the chance.


  7. JoanReeves says:

    Tori, I think spring cleaning began as a way to chase away the winter drear. Since you’re on your way to a hair appt. and a makeup consultation, I think you’ve taken the first step to feeling better. Keep moving toward the cheery side of life.


  8. Tori, everything everyone said. 🙂 All are great suggestions. Find a few minutes each day for yourself. There’s nothing like aloneness to clear the head. Exercise is one of the best things for depression. Take care!


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