I’ve been meaning to post something, anything, for days, but every time I sit at the computer I’m compelled to do other things that a relocation requires, i.e. new home search, job hunt, moving company comparisons, purging and packing. My thoughts cannot turn themselves toward anything creative, and hence, I’ve written very little over the last week or so. The only thing I have been able to write is a little fan fiction while at my writer’s group last Monday night. I know, I know. Pathetic.
What I’ve discovered is that because it’s not really “mine”, I can slip into this particular story anytime and escape. There’s no pressure. As writers, we’re so compelled to put the exact right words on the page for every word, sentence, paragraph, etc. that we sometimes stumble around writing very little in the end because it is ours. We want it to go out in the world and do great things. It has to be perfect. This is one reason I’ve been willing to stick with the fan fiction. Besides really enjoy the story, which is why I was inclined to write it in the first place, I have found pleasure in the writing because of its freedom.
As you all know, I love my routine, so this is really wearing on me. I don’t care for not having enough brain capacity to be able to split my focus and concentrate for a few hours every day on the thing I love, my writing. So, I decided that today, on a lovely Sunday afternoon, I would sit for a little while and chat with my friends for a bit…
…and maybe do a little writing. We’ll see if I can muster up some focus.
On a side note, as this current Los Angeles chapter draws to a close, I’m thinking of doing a few reflection-type posts; a reminder for myself and maybe a cautionary tale for others, with some helpful tips (and not just about writing).
So as I continue down memory lane with each packed up box, and the desire, albeit a small one, to just chuck everything into the trash…
I wish you all the best, and hope you’re working towards your goals!