It has ben a little over a month since I've been brave enough to come back to this site and continue the writing process, on here and in the novel. Admittedly, I have sketched and noted down new ideas in the story in my red journal, but virtually none of it has appeared on my word processor. Or on here for that matter.
I may as well just come out and say I've been hiding from my computer and the Mapmaker. It's down to the last lap of the race and suddenly I got the urge to sit out. Maybe that just means I have to add more victory laps once I'm done. I don't know.
It seems that since I've started working, writing for ME has all but gone to lunch. How do people do anything else while they work? I'm amazed to hear my friends have social activities planned after a full day. My energy take is seriously depleted after a working day and the commute back home.
The best solution is staring right at me, and all it will take is to have the discipline to implement it (the discipline I don't have, mind you). I need to have set writing hours (and here my father would say, "and working out hours, spend time with your family hours, and then my mother would say, cleaning your room hours). If I care enough, which I believe I do, I have to make the time. Which is true for anything else in my life that takes up space. Not sure how much I care about cleaning my room. It makes my mom happy very happy anyway.
Back to work.
