With the first half of my Fall session at ASU in the bank and the second half kicking off, I’m definitely feeling the pressure of my number one enemy: TIME. There is so much to do with this book and the clock just keeps speeding up despite my begging for it to slow down. I picked up two fairly heavy English classes for the second half of this term so my time spent writing is now time spent reading. I don’t mind that as much really, but it doesn’t make the process of writing a book any more efficient.
My saving grace? The fact that we’re about to fall back. I know it’s not technically a gain, but my brain tricks itself into thinking it is and that helps. If I think I have an extra hour, I feel more productive. Feeling productive makes me happy, and a good mood usually gives way to good writing — a win all around if I do say so myself.
Life has decided to throw a few more curve balls as well; some brief, others lasting, and it stonewalled much of my get-up-and-go. This is where that extra hour of trickery will come in handy (fingers crossed). I just hope my family can catch a break and I can catch a breath in there somewhere that allows me the clarity to organize this endeavor a bit better.
The point of this post, you ask? I’m just giving some excuses as to why I haven’t been present or working as hard as I should be on the novel. I really hate excuses, but it is what it is and sometimes things just move faster at times and slower at others. This is a slow time. But I think it’s also a good time to crack down and set a solid goal for myself that I can’t budge from. I’d really like to give the first peak at the world I’m creating by Christmas and I’m worried if I don’t commit to a schedule now, this dang story will never be told. And that’s a shame, because I think it’s pretty solid.
Anyway, to sum everything up — I’m slacking and I know it. Just needed to own that so I could cast off some of this overwhelming guilt and set a new line for myself. School is school. Fall is life. Life is in free-fall at any given time. But I’m going work on this story and have something to offer in the next 6-8 weeks. Maybe sooner if I have something I think is worthy of sharing to sort of amp up the excitement of a second sneak-peak.
In the words of the great Ernest Hemingway, “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” And I’ve got a lot of it to do.