Then there’s your car that has something wrong with the transmission and that’s taking up time because you’re worrying about it. Where’s the money going to come from? Will it be worth it to get it fixed? How will you get to work in the mean time? Hope you have enough toilet paper until you can get back to the store…
Let’s face it. It can be HARD to find time to write. It’s no longer about procrastinating. When will you get time between dawn and dusk to sit down at the computer and peck out a few pages of your current work in progress?
Writing has to be a priority. It’s a relationship and commitment. You have to “meet” with it daily and spend time really working to understand it. Sometimes the best time to write is in the wee hours of the morning when everything is at rest. The day is still slumbering with all of its distractions. Put the coffee on, listen it to percolate while its fragrant scent swirls around you in the newness, and hush, of the day. If not then, pick a time when you can close the door on the commotion of daily tasks and spend some focused time on your current story.
If writing it is important to you, treat it as such. Make time for it like you do American Idol. I once read something that encouraged new writers to write for ten minutes a day. Just ten minutes. The idea behind that logic is that you are making a conscious effort to find time to write, and you’re getting in practice. You will soon find that the original ten minutes easily turns into thirty minutes, or an hour. Sometimes writing in short intervals works best for a busy schedule, or just as a means to brainstorm about plot. So try to work in a minimal time frame to write. You may find that you have a little time after all.

So very true!!
ReplyDeleteTina, you sweetie. Coming way out in the boonies to visit my little blog. It's sad little thing right now-- not much meat on its bones. It started out with the intentions of being an every Saturday kind of thing, but how quickly those Saturdays get away from a person. I shall try to pick back up. : ) Thanks for stopping by. : )
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ReplyDeleteI remember being at my computer writing every morning with a baby girl crawling around my ankles. She sat on the floor next to me with her blanket in her arms, weaved to and fro, and hummed to herself, until she slumped over on the rug, and was down for the count for a half an hour or so. Sweet writing. That baby girl is all grown up now, and is an aspiring writer herself. I know she will be a great one! Just write, Whitney, just keep writing till the last ones read, "The End".
Peace and blessings.
Sharon, that is a very sweet comment! It is wonderful to have such an encouraging and loving mother! Thanks for sharing.
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