Oh, I hate to have to write this post. My check-in for this week is so much less than I'd planned on.
Ugh. Just ugh.
I wrote 3,400 words, which is fine but not nearly enough to pull me closer to the month's total. I am beginning to fear I won't make my goal, and that bugs the heck out of me.
There aren't enough hours in the day. That ever happen to you? I rise before the sun, and fall face-first into bed well after dark, and am busy every minute in between. Still, the hours are flying and the days are passing and my word count is stalled and I'm...frustrated. Yes, I'll admit it. I'm frustrated by the reality of not writing as much as I'd like.
Maybe when the gardens are tilled, the flower beds raked out and the trees planted I'll be able to put my hands on the keyboard. Until then, I'm tied to a rake and a shovel. But on this front, I've got a confession as well. I'm jazzed about being outside--without the snow blower! I love feeling the sun on my head, listening to the birds and plowing my fingers into the dark, rich soil.
This is one of those time/season points in life. I'm focusing on one joy but another is being sacrificed...for now. When it rains, I'll catch up on the word count. I'm pretty sure I won't make my goal, but that's all right. It's got to be, doesn't it?
Friday, April 17, 2009
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I read a writing business book last weekend that talked about setting out hours that are just for your writing business, and even if you write at home to remember you're the CEO of your business. Then the book says to only do the things during your writing business hours that a CEO would do. Would love to say I took the advice to heart, but like you, I had too many things to do each day that had nothing to do with writing. Well, I don't have to worry about snow blowers, but it will be hot here soon (very hot) so this weather is one of those things you just have to get out into while its here. Enjoy, and you'll just write faster later.
aww... hon.. I totally understand. This season can be a siren's song: especially when you love gardening like we do.
It's supposed to rain her all next week. Perfect writing weather.
Joanie, that's such good advice. I've kept certain "writing hours" for years, and it's worked out well for me but lately (these past five months) my hours have just flown out the window. I am hopeful that by fall I'll be able to settle back into a routine. Fingers crossed! Thanks so much for the encouragement, and the helpful thoughts. And I think I will enjoy the warm weather now, and try to write twice as fast when it's rainy or chilly! :)
Yes, we're supposed to have rain next week, Marianne. On Tuesday, which is perfect. We're having wood delivered Monday, and the rain will give me a good excuse not to stack it for a day or so! :)
Maybe I'll get some writing done, finally.
I love your enthusiasm. I was plowing my fingers through some soil yesterday too. Ow. I hurt today. But this could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship between me and a veggie patch.
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