Good grief, Charlie Brown, has it been another month already?
I’m feeling very insecure this month.
I can blog; when I’m on a roll with a thought, I’m good. I can take a writing prompt from The Writer’s Retreat Kit and run with it. I’ve done ad copywriting. I have chapters of my WIP in my head.
I am, as my husband has said, quite capable of writing a book.
Problem is – and it’s my problem, my hang-up – when I have a couple of hours here and there for myself – quiet time – I sit down to “work on my book” and my words seem to dry up. What I put down feels awkward. I think, “I’ll curl up in bed tonight with my netbook and do some writing when it’s quiet.” Forget that. I’m ready for lights out by the time I hit the blankies.
Give me a month alone, two weeks alone even, and I bet I could crank out what I want to say. Quiet time with no outside influences to let my inner “little voice” emerge again.
That’s not gonna happen.
So I’m plotting against myself, or with myself, to get over this hurdle, this self-imposed handicap. I’ll retreat to my writing neuk here in my office, put music in my ears and pretend I’m sharing my story with one person, not a faceless multitude. Make it an intimate environment.
Think it’ll work? We’ll see.
How do you carve time out for yourself away from spouse, partner, job, everyday routines to allow time and space for your muse to be entertained?
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I get up very early. Walk the dog, cuddle the cat and then sit down at the computer. I've tried writing in the evenings but life kept interupting.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of sharing the story with one person. That's a very good idea.
Thank God my girls are now in scholar ages and I use those hours to sit at my desk and hit the keys. I move at a dismal pace of about 1000 words/day, but at least I'm moving forward. I think your idea sounds great. Thinking you are talking to some one might help you get over the block.
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When I was writing a few years ago, I did my best late at night. I knew the phone wouldn't ring and the doorbell would be silent and the pets were asleep and it was my time. I often got out of bed at 4:00 in the morning with an idea for a character and went downstairs to write. I live alone so had no other human to take up my time. I wrote 7 books then quit. I have one book left in me (about me) and am going to write that one when I can no longer get out and about. It's will be a doozie.
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