This week's been weird, and I didn't even realize that yesterday was the first Wednesday of the month! I'll try to do some visiting today.
Bizarre. Part of the problem is that I haven't been in my own space. I've been visiting (in a sense) and while I've still been working just fine I haven't been sleeping well.
I need my own place. I'm so much more comfortable when I can just crawl into my hole and pull it in after me.
Which is the problem, of course. Although I would prefer to be a solitary writer, I need people as well. The more I isolate myself the more I want to isolate myself. The first three days here were really difficult. I had to actually talk to people outside my family, in an unfamiliar place, and I had a stupid headache because of the stress. I can do that, on a certain level, for a while. At LTUE the first two days were fine. The headache hit when the crowd tripled on the third day.
It took me time to realize that I had stiffened up, that I was subconsciously trying to push people away. They were in my SPACE, and I had tried to put up a brick wall between us, where I could hide.
I imagined my shield as being impermeable but flexible, and the headache went away.
It's an odd balance, between being totally isolated and needing people, between wanting to crawl away and hide in a crowd but enjoying the interaction. Maybe it's not even a balance. Maybe I'm just crazy.