*winces*
Boy, that was a bad pun.
At any rate, as much as I preach about writing something every day, i find myself staring helplessly at the computer screen for hours at a time. Granted, lately I've been so involved with things outside of my writing and inarguably more important (life issues suck) but what in the HECK happened to my ability to block everything else out and just write?
Part of it may have disintegrated when I discovered that a hospital waiting room is not the best place to write erotica--particularly when the asshole sitting behind you is reading over your shoulder (pig) and THEN gets offended. Talk about a mood killer. Needless to say, I mad sure to sit in a corner with my back to the wall after that.
Part of it may have to do with the fact that I'd initially said I would not write on deadline this summer in an attempt to get my "real" writing rhythm back--then collapsed morally and agreed to do not one but two contracted stories. Sometimes I have the backbone of a wet lasagna noodle.
Part of it may have to do with the fact that I am pissed Nora Roberts has bobbleheads and I don't. *pout*
Most of it, I think, has to do with the fact that I inevitably have something else that HAS to be done: house cleaning, taking the brat to the doctor, weeding my garden, DOING ENDLESS EDITS, working on promo or websites.....almost ANYTHING that will keep me from sitting down and applying my brain to a particularly nasty plot snag or character development.
Then again, it may be that I spend so much time and effort right now on plot snags and character development that I just can't let myself go and just write. So, today I'm trying an experiment. The spousal unit is out of town on a business trip. I work this afternoon for four hours or so and get home around six. I think I'll ship the brat off for a night of frivolity and teeanged hedonism and take back my study. I have a goal today: I want to get 8k written before I go to bed. I've already set up all of my research materials and I'm going to head straight into work.
Eight thousand words. At my best, I could pull off 1500 words an hour; I'm being kind and saying only 1k per hour tonight...which will put me to bed at 2 a.m. *takes deep breath* I can do it. Stay tuned; I'll post results tomorrow.
