This week was about recognizing my limits and choosing to honor them, even when everything in my schedule pushed against that. There’s a constant tension between what I want to get done and what I’m actually capable of doing—especially when launches, deadlines, and physical health all collide. But in the middle of all that noise, I’m learning to find a steadier rhythm.
Writing Progress
There’s always a lot on my creative plate, but this week the priority was finishing a secret project before diving into a new ghostwriting assignment. I didn’t get as far as I wanted, but the groundwork is there, and the ideas are still turning in my head even when I’m not actively typing. Progress doesn’t always look like a finished draft—it’s sometimes just holding the shape of the story in your mind long enough to understand where it needs to go next.
Workload and Launches
Work has been intense. We’re juggling multiple launches, and it feels like everything needs attention at the same time. That kind of pace is exhausting, even when you’re used to it. I’ve been trying to stay focused, prioritize tasks, and avoid getting caught in the overwhelm spiral. It hasn’t been perfect, but things are moving. I just have to keep pushing one item at a time across the finish line.
Fitness and Health
Last week, I was doing well with my fitness goals and pushing forward with consistency. But this week, my body made it clear that pushing any harder would come at too high a cost. I’ve been feeling inflamed and exhausted, and the results weren’t just slowing down—they were starting to backfire. So I made the choice to step back, rest more, and give my body time to recover. It’s hard to pause when you’re goal-oriented, but burnout helps no one, and I want to be strong long-term, not just this month.
Where Things Fell Apart
Easter threw a wrench into my schedule. I didn’t post the comic or story content I had planned, and that’s been bothering me more than I expected. I want to be more consistent with sharing those projects here, but this week reminded me that life doesn’t always line up neatly with creative intention. I’m not happy about it, but I’m also trying to be patient with myself. I can’t rewrite the week, but I can reset.
A Gentle Reminder
This week reinforced a simple but necessary truth: rest is not a reward—it’s a requirement. When I don’t give myself room to breathe, everything else suffers. Creativity becomes forced, productivity crashes, and even joy starts to feel like a task. I need to remember that sustainable success means building in space to rest, to reflect, and to simply exist without pressure.
Looking Ahead
My goal for the coming week is pretty straightforward: get through the launches and find moments of true rest where I can. That might mean sleeping in over the weekend or just taking a slower pace through the day, but whatever form it takes, I need to actually allow myself to relax. No guilt. Just recovery.
A Moment That Meant the World
Despite the heaviness of the week, one thing brought me a lot of joy—the response to RippaZine #3. The support, the kind words, the excitement from readers… it was humbling and deeply motivating. Sharing stories is personal, vulnerable work. Hearing that it connected with people the way it did reminded me why I do it, and why it’s worth the effort every time.
