An Unexpected Breakfast

Unfortunately, one of the worst downsides of chronic fatigue is the length of time it takes to recover from any exertion.

In the last week of September I spent five days at a writing masterclass with the acclaimed Australian author Fiona McIntosh. I was the only indie writer in the group, and Fiona very much focused on traditional publishing, but I met and felt nurtured by an incredible group of supportive writers. Writing can feel like such a lonely pursuit, lonely and largely misunderstood. Other writers get me, and I get them.

I forced myself to stay awake in the class, did most of the homework, and socialised as much as I could. I also nanna napped in the afternoon like an overtired child!

I caught up with old friends, though not as many as I would’ve liked, and with family members who live in the lovely city of Adelaide. The only sour note was my flight home.

The Virgin flight I booked to fly home on Monday afternoon was cancelled. It started boarding about fifteen minutes late, travellers of all kinds boarded the plane with the usual degree of boredom and expectation. We almost got away twice. But in the end the weather and pilot flying time restrictions beat us. We were disembarked and left milling around the gate with no information as to what might happen next.

About four and a half hours later I found myself in a very nice hotel in central Adelaide. So I got an extra night in a posh hotel away from home that I hadn’t been planning on. Virgin paid for a taxi to and from the hotel, and provided a $50 voucher towards meals. It was just as well–the breakfast alone was $38!

breakfast

I couldn’t eat all of it-I wrapped up the pastries and brought them home in my toiletries bag. They still tasted good that afternoon with a cup of Earl Grey tea 🙂

I can’t complain about the way Virgin looked after us in the end, but it was a tiring episode at the end of an exhausting week.

Of course, I paid a price. As anyone with chronic fatigue knows, you can push the envelope a little bit. But when it springs back, it springs back with a vengeance.

It has taken over a week to recover. I’ve not been able to write, blog or market much. Worst of all, I’ve missed the deadline to write a review for a fellow writer’s book launch, and I promised to help at the WANA online conference and couldn’t do it.

I hate letting people down.

I can’t do much about the online conference–it’s done and dusted. Not only did I not help out, but I missed the conference too and I know it would have been a great one.

I can still write a review, and you will see that appearing in this blog very soon!

We all miss deadlines and hate saying no and disappointing people. What do you do when it happens? If you have any tips please share in the comments!

Kim Cleary, Author

Kim Cleary

Kim writes paranormal stories with a intrigue, suspense and a hint of romance. She loves all animals, especially her dogs; and thrives on coffee and chocolate while writing and researching.

One thought on “An Unexpected Breakfast”

  1. L. E. CarmichaelL. E. Carmichael

    I hate it when I make a commitment and can’t follow through, so what I normally end up doing is something stupid – like putting all the other aspects of my life on hold so that I don’t bail on people.

    The result is my own version of chronic fatigue – major burnout. I’m trying to protect myself by accepting fewer commitments in the first place, but I’m not having much luck. I’d appreciate tips on how to say “no”!

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