Taking a break from writing was the quickest way to start writing again.

After making it to over 66,000 words on my book earlier this year, I took a 3.5 month break from writing.


I finally started writing again last week.


Here are all the emotions that I experienced along the way:


  • By the start of April, I’d written about 50,000 words in six months. This was the longest time I’d ever had a regular writing practice since my teens. I felt great about that. But I’d also hit a bit of of a wall in my personal life, with a difficult catsit, trying to ween off antidepressants, and trying to launch a course while juggling new freelance clients. I was out of energy and emotional bandwidth.

  • By the start of May, I hadn’t written in a month. I had to admit to myself that I needed a break. And sure, I hadn’t been writing for weeks anyways. But I needed an intentional break. It wasn’t just about not writing, but about allowing myself not to, and celebrating myself for it.

  • I almost cried tears of relief at this choice. After working through all my writing and creative blocks over the past year, I knew that there were no other emotions in my way: just the certainty that taking a break from writing was the quickest way to get back to writing.

  • I slowed down in other areas of my life, too, carving out as much mental and emotional rest as I could. Something magical happened later that month. I started writing poetry again. More than I had in the past few months. Now that I wasn’t forcing myself to work on my book, the (small) bandwidth I had could go towards bursts of poetry writing. Which gave me back more energy.

  • In June, I could feel my energy coming back to me, and with it, the desire and the need to write. I was reaping the benefits of the break. Not just because I felt rested. But because instead of feeling guilty for not writing, I felt grateful and proud of myself for slowing down. And so, by the end of June, I started to feel ready to get writing again.

  • What I didn’t know, was where or how to start. This was the tricky bit. I could feel the fear quietly creeping in. Was I going to manage to write again? Was my writing any good? What about my book, what would happen when I finished it? If it got turned down by loads of agents, would that invalidate my story? I was getting caught up in fears about the future.

  • So I gave myself more time with this experience. I didn’t believe the thoughts, but I did believe they were coming from a valid and important place inside me. I was scared. Writing a book is scary. Sharing it with the world is scary. Rebuilding a creative habit is hard. So I gave myself more validation, more compassion, and more patience. I would write again, but there was no point rushing it now.

  • In the past year, I’ve used a few online body doubling spaces to write, in addition to writing in my own time. And I had this idea that I should start writing again on my own before re-joining community spaces. Like I had to earn it somehow. And you know what helped me ACTUALLY write again? Letting go of this notion that I had to do it on my own.

  • So I joined a session in one of my favourite creative communities. I pushed through the fear. I opened the file for my book. I pulled up the last 2 pages and started editing. I didn’t love what I was seeing, but editing felt good. I could feel my brain straining, re-learning the art of editing and writing, and finding my flow inside this story and inside my own voice.

  • When the one-hour session came to an end, I felt EXHAUSTED. My body spent so much energy re-writing neural pathways and accommodating for the range of emotions I’d experienced. I went to bed early. The next day, it was tempting to sign up to a whole month of body doubling sessions to immediately start writing loads again. But I knew I’d get spooked if I did that. My writing muscles are fledgling - they need more nurturing before I ask more of myself.

  • So, I’ve got two sessions scheduled this next week. I hope to keep it up until I feel ready for more. I‘m going to keep writing at my own pace, always.

My word count at the end of this week’s “return to writing” session

I edited more than I wrote, but I kept going, and that’s what really mattered to me.


With love and big feelings, always,

Your coach for neurodivergent creatives, storytellers, and writers

Laurie xx


PS: if you’re a writer struggling with blocks, join the next edition of my Creative Blocks course this autumn.

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