This past week I’ve struggled to write.
It may be a hangover from the previous book and the thoughts of writing in a new world or it could be a disruption in my schedule.
I think it’s all of the above and it’s thrown me for a loop.
While I’ve worked; squeezing only a few hundred words until yesterday, the words have been stilted. There’s been no flow.
As I said already, I wrote 86,000 words in a month. This may have given me a writing hangover.
There is another thing. I stopped reading a book because it was in the same genre as the book I finished and since I stopped, so has my writing, mostly.
The schedule issue is another thing.
Every day after I take my kids to school and get breakfast, which is usually from 8:30 until 11:00. I do four writing sprints of twenty-five minutes, with a five-minute break in-between.
This is one of the ways I wrote so many words last month.
I was also more focused last month on writing, but in being focused, I did screw up a few times. I didn’t get my critiques done for my writing group.
This is something I’m really upset with myself over.
The other thing is by not getting any solid writing done, doubt and depression have nudged their ways in.
I’ve written numerous times about depression. Check out my page about Transcendental Meditation or my post on TM.org to read more about it.
I won’t let myself get stuck in the spiral again. I went back to the book I’d been reading and I wrote more than I have since last week.
Every day as a writer, especially an unpublished writer, is an adventure, but I wouldn’t quit for anything.
On to the next…