I've been stuck. Since around the beginning of April. And now it's time to get unstuck.
One of my big problems has been time, or rather, lack of it. I get home from work, and the time I could be writing vanishes before I even realize it, rather like the cookies I'm munching on as I write this. Blogs. Technical issues (I will not bore you with my internet woes). Family favors (my niece needed a bit of help with her algebra--usually at the worst time). I'm sure you're familiar with the story.
So, what to do? When can I squeeze in time to write?
I could schedule a time to write. A time that is my writing time, kind of like an appointment I make with myself. Block out the world.
I used to be able to do this pretty well. But lately... Life happens. I can learn to be flexible. And forgive myself for not being able to keep these appointments with myself. For now. Things will change again, and my writing appointment time will become easier and easier to do.
I could carve out some extra time, by waking up an hour early or going to bed an hour later. Make that my writing time.
For me, the waking up early never worked out. I'll go so far as to set the alarm, but when it goes off, I convince myself that I don't want to write that badly. I'm more of a stay-up-an-hour-later gal. Which wasn't working out when I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Those pages end up getting tossed later due to incoherence.
I could try to find little bits of time to write during the day.
I used to do this all the time. I could find odd down times at work where I could jot a few ideas down. But lately... It just wasn't working out for me.
So, I whine. I know perfectly well that if I really wanted to, I should be able to find a way. But perhaps now isn't the time. And it's time to stop shoulding all over myself. Because the time is coming when I will get back to writing, and this time stuck will be a terrible memory.