I haven't written fiction in a while. I'm in the middle of a draft of a novel I'm very excited about and I really wish I was further along. I haven't lost the thread, I haven't gotten frustrated with it, in fact, I can't wait to get back to it. In my eyes, it has the potential to be really good.
And, of course, I'm a writer (well, sort of, like I said, I haven't written fiction in a while), so I have two or three other potentially good ideas in the pipeline. And, I'll get to them. The problem is, as one of my favorite sayings goes, life got in the way.
Most of you know about the baby, and you know what it's like to raise a baby, so I'll gloss over that one without getting too sappy. Plus work has been really busy. And I'm taking graduate courses for work. So each week I'm writing reflection essays, reading about curriculum, and drawing up lesson plans.
But what gets me is this: Usually when I don't write for a while (I got through slumps all the time, I'm a streaky writer), I get cranky. Like mega mood shift cranky. Can't focus, temper is short.
But right now I'm not.
This time, I think it's because I'm legitimately busy. Too much going on, my subconscious hasn't had the chance to roll over my lack of writing. And, now I'm letting that bother me. I have no intention of stopping writing, but I honestly can't write right now. At all.
And that stinks.
But I can't do anything about it, so all I can do is bide my time. And wait. I'll be back, I'm promise.
And, of course, I'm a writer (well, sort of, like I said, I haven't written fiction in a while), so I have two or three other potentially good ideas in the pipeline. And, I'll get to them. The problem is, as one of my favorite sayings goes, life got in the way.
Most of you know about the baby, and you know what it's like to raise a baby, so I'll gloss over that one without getting too sappy. Plus work has been really busy. And I'm taking graduate courses for work. So each week I'm writing reflection essays, reading about curriculum, and drawing up lesson plans.
But what gets me is this: Usually when I don't write for a while (I got through slumps all the time, I'm a streaky writer), I get cranky. Like mega mood shift cranky. Can't focus, temper is short.
But right now I'm not.
This time, I think it's because I'm legitimately busy. Too much going on, my subconscious hasn't had the chance to roll over my lack of writing. And, now I'm letting that bother me. I have no intention of stopping writing, but I honestly can't write right now. At all.
And that stinks.
But I can't do anything about it, so all I can do is bide my time. And wait. I'll be back, I'm promise.
5 comments:
As they say, writing is like a fart. Just take your time. It'll work itself out. If you force it, it's usually crap.
You probably are still in a cranky mood and edgy with your temper you just don't realize it because of the sleep deprivation. I do think it's important to at least think about fiction writing like you are at times like this. Because when it stops bothering you, when you are perfectly comfortable to let everything else in your life take over and you don't need or want to write, that's when it's over.
Take a damn ex-Lax...
Set aside 15 minutes, half an hour. Don't have to write, as long as you're thinking about your book or other ideas. Do it in the car. Go for a walk. Shower. I know time is probably impossible with a new kid around, but as long as you're THINKING about it, it's still creative energy put to use. I'd rather write a few words myself, but everyone is different.
Believe me. This story is rolling around in my head all the time and I do think about writing... The baby isn't the problem, the grad school is though. This blog helps me think about writing..
We'll be waiting.
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