Writing Today, Tonight, Tomorrow…

You know, I really don’t get this writing thing. I have small children, so my writing time is limited. I’ve got basically a two hour window in the early afternoon when one is in preschool and one is taking a nap where I can write during the day. The rest of the time my life is too crazy and noisy for me to concentrate. Most of my writing happens at night when the kids are in bed and the house is quiet, but some days I’m just too tired to think straight by then. I’m not complaining. We all do what we have to do and I’ve made this schedule work for a long time, but no matter how much planning I do – scheduling writing time and making page goals in my head for that writing time – it’s never a guarantee I’m going to get anything done.

Take yesterday as an example. I sat for two hours during that precious early-afternoon writing time and couldn’t bleed out a single word. So I shelved it, went back to work after the kidlets were in bed and ended up staring at the blinking cursor until I was dog tired. And then, THEN, five minutes before I was ready to call it quits, what happens? For some insane reason the muse kicked in and I wrote furiously for almost two hours.

I just don’t get it. I really don’t.