I haven’t posted anything in a long while. Sucks, I know. I’ve been too busy. That’s an excuse, but it’s a legitimate one. But not posting here doesn’t bother me half as much as not writing. I haven’t written any prose in almost four weeks. That’s a near record for me since I decided to start getting serious about my writing. Sometimes I’ll go a week without writing, but then I will hammer away at it for a few days and cram thousands of words into a matter of hours.
But life has a way of getting in the way.
My son (A United States Marine) came home on leave for 3 weeks. So he took up most of my home time…while at the VERY SAME TIME I got my new job. I was stressed at work, being inundated with information and work (I still am, by the way. My new job is a monster task–and very stressful at the moment).
So during the day, I was at new job, learning ropes ( I am a manager, so I not only have to learn my job, but the jobs of my people, and the teams we interact with, and the politics of the office, etc.) getting my but kicked, grinding my teeth from the usual first weeks jitters. (Although, I’ve never worked in an office where EVERYONE is so nice. It’s weird. Everyone I have talked to is nice and wonder if I am in some weird movie)
By the time I got home every day I was a nervous wreck. But when I got home, it wasn’t just kick back and relax. My son was here and I wanted to do things with him even though I was whipped mentally from my day. So I would try to do things with him, but as the weeks went by, I got more and more tense. Ultimately we had a huge party for him and that unclenched me a little.
Oh, and to top it off, my old computer died. So I had nothing to write on every day. My new computer is on order, but the place I get my computers from custom builds them, so it take about 3 weeks to get it in. I am writing his column on my wife’s laptop, and she is wanting her machine back.
So I suck, I guess. I haven’t been writing, even though I have 1/3 of one book done, and a complete revision needed on another book. I also need to finish the query letter i have been working on with uppington. I have lots of stuff to do, but I haven’t had the wherewithal to actually do them. When I get tense and stressed, I can’t write. I guess I need to get over that and get back to it. You know, Just Do It.
Easier said than done.
What keeps you from your writing? Is there any one thing (or many) that keeps you from putting words on the screen? Or am I the only one? Didn’t Nora Roberts say kick your muse to the curb, or some such? She’s hardcore. I like that.