It’s been nearly two months since I have written anything. The first month without writing was intentional. I was on holiday and I don’t write when I’m on holiday. The second month wasn’t meant to be writing-free. I was back at work so I should have been back to writing.
But my husband had his gallbladder out. I was working long hours. My energy and creativity were pointed inother directions…
Blah, blah, blah.
The truth is I didn’t write because I didn’t feel like it.
And I still don’t feel like it, which is an odd thing. I tell everyone I’m a writer. I (usually) love the finished product when I do write and yet if I can come up with a half-believable excuse to avoid writing, I latch onto it and spend my free time playing Bubble Witch Saga, reading, or staring at the ceiling.
This morning I considered posting something in the online writers’ forum I belong to, asking for tricks to get myself writing again, but that would have been just another excuse. There is only one way to do it…
I have to write.
No tricks, no plans, no rewards sometime in the future.
I have to write today if I want to finish anything tomorrow.
And this is where my toddler/teenager self starts screaming “No!!!!!!!! I don’t have to do anything. You can’t tell me what to do!”
So, I am going to try an experiment. Instead of telling myself I have to write, I am going to say “I want to write.” or “I will write.” and see how that works.
(But first I’ll play a few rounds of Bubble Witch, just to ease myself into it.)