WRITING WEDNESDAY
It's been that kind of week. You know the kind. Shiny objects grab attention and take you away for a few minutes, an hour, or half--if not most--of the day.
Writing, you say? It's on my list of things to do. The list in my head, not the one written down that's there to bug me to get things done.
But I have an excuse! Enter March 1 of this year. I'd been pounding out words since July, tearing my hair out over revisions and the need to get it done. Even the holidays were taken up by writing. It happens, and the world doesn't stop spinning. But on February 28, the veil lifted and regular life began again.
You'd think that within nearly two months I would have caught up on all the things that clamored and hammered at me for 8+ months. But no-o-o-o-o. Too many shiny objects. I did sit down and make myself start a new manuscript...over a week ago. Four pages written. Four.
I feel like a fake. I come to my blog and encourage others to write...every day, if possible. And yet I've ignored my own writing for more than a few days. More than a few weeks. We're into months, friends. That isn't good.
So what do I need to do? (You, too, if you've been ignoring your writing!) I have two choices. The first is to motivate myself. There's a problem with that, because at this moment, I can't think of single bit of motivation that will get my focus where it needs to be and my fingers on the keyboard.
Let me say up front that I am not an organize person. That isn't completely true. I'm an organized-disorganized person. Or is that disorganized-organized? I've never quite figured that one out. Yes, I keep a written list of the things that need to be done, but I often leave out things for myself. Lately, though, I've been doing those things for myself, and none of them have involved writing.
That brings me to choice #2: Just do it. Give it two hours, four hours, whatever it takes. I've already set a goal of five pages (pitiful, isn't it?) for this week's BIAW. (Hint: That's how I managed those previous four pages, which were two pages short of my 6-page goal.) I know it's possible to write five pages in one day. I've done it more times than not done it. Well, except for that past almost-two months. In fact, I hit a new high last year of 28 pages in one day, and several days of 24 pages. Yes, I can do it.
Yes, I will do it! Want to come along for the ride? Passengers are welcome...as long as they're writing. No daydreaming, no shiny objects demanding our attention. Just writing.
For the curious, check back tomorrow. I'll comment on whether I reached my goal or not. And those who are along for the ride are welcome to do the same. After all, we're in this together.
It's been that kind of week. You know the kind. Shiny objects grab attention and take you away for a few minutes, an hour, or half--if not most--of the day.
Writing, you say? It's on my list of things to do. The list in my head, not the one written down that's there to bug me to get things done.
But I have an excuse! Enter March 1 of this year. I'd been pounding out words since July, tearing my hair out over revisions and the need to get it done. Even the holidays were taken up by writing. It happens, and the world doesn't stop spinning. But on February 28, the veil lifted and regular life began again.
You'd think that within nearly two months I would have caught up on all the things that clamored and hammered at me for 8+ months. But no-o-o-o-o. Too many shiny objects. I did sit down and make myself start a new manuscript...over a week ago. Four pages written. Four.
I feel like a fake. I come to my blog and encourage others to write...every day, if possible. And yet I've ignored my own writing for more than a few days. More than a few weeks. We're into months, friends. That isn't good.
So what do I need to do? (You, too, if you've been ignoring your writing!) I have two choices. The first is to motivate myself. There's a problem with that, because at this moment, I can't think of single bit of motivation that will get my focus where it needs to be and my fingers on the keyboard.
Let me say up front that I am not an organize person. That isn't completely true. I'm an organized-disorganized person. Or is that disorganized-organized? I've never quite figured that one out. Yes, I keep a written list of the things that need to be done, but I often leave out things for myself. Lately, though, I've been doing those things for myself, and none of them have involved writing.
That brings me to choice #2: Just do it. Give it two hours, four hours, whatever it takes. I've already set a goal of five pages (pitiful, isn't it?) for this week's BIAW. (Hint: That's how I managed those previous four pages, which were two pages short of my 6-page goal.) I know it's possible to write five pages in one day. I've done it more times than not done it. Well, except for that past almost-two months. In fact, I hit a new high last year of 28 pages in one day, and several days of 24 pages. Yes, I can do it.
Yes, I will do it! Want to come along for the ride? Passengers are welcome...as long as they're writing. No daydreaming, no shiny objects demanding our attention. Just writing.
For the curious, check back tomorrow. I'll comment on whether I reached my goal or not. And those who are along for the ride are welcome to do the same. After all, we're in this together.
People often say that motivation doesn't last. Well, neither does bathing - that's why we recommend it daily. ~ Zig Ziglar
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3 pages. It's progress.
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