Drowning myself in my #NavyMaven sports writing duties is the only way I’m maintaining a working level of sanity these days.
Hours I can pour into the assignments without nearing the emotional pit required of fiction writing. (I spend enough time splashing around in the angst-cauldron dealing with certain members of my family.)
Sure, it may not be the ideal way to deal, but it works.
In days like these, that’s all that matters.
Bottom line: Find a way through. Save the ideals for better days.