Actually, today is worse than most. Pookie has off. My brother just came in at midnight, on his way from one Army Post to another. There is fresh snow outside in need of shoveling and maybe a snow angel or two. Yet here I sit, writing my blog on Monday morning, something I swore I would never do.
Why, you ask? Because I am easily distracted. Last week consisted of babysitting and running to doctors’ appointments and getting the car washed and oil changed, cleaning the house and all sorts of other mundane tasks. (OK, babysitting isn’t mundane. That was fun. The rest was though.)
Then, to get my writing in, I tried a rewards system. When I wrote a blog post, I would get to read a chapter. When I write a chapter, I could read three. Makes sense, right?
Wrong. As I said last week, when I get involved in a book, I tune out the world. Including those little chapter breaks. One chapter turned into six. Three turned into the rest of the book. Add to that all of the other stuff I had to do, and it left very little time for actual writing.
Which brings me to today. Two weeks ago I was two weeks ahead in my blogging, and determined to stay that way. I didn’t. Without the pressure of having a deadline, I wrote no more posts. Oops. And I did very little writing in general last week. Double oops. Because now I have no idea of what to write about here.
Wow, distracted again. We have a mini season ticket plan to our local Triple-A baseball team, and I just realized that it is time to pre-order tickets for other games (because 18 is not enough).
So, here’s my plan. I have dealt with today being a wash. I have a dreaded dentist appointment, time with my baby brother (who is 26), and rehearsal tonight for Willy Wonka. And don’t forget that snow.
Tomorrow is looking better. So, I will finish my book today, so I am not distracted by that. Tomorrow morning I will write. And write. And write some more. And then I will have something to write about on Thursday. At least that is the plan. I’ll let you know how it goes. 🙂
Do you ever find yourself letting life get in the way of your writing? How do you get past it? Did you notice this is the Seinfeld of blog posts? Instead of a show about nothing, it is a blog about nothing. I feel like such a slacker.