Procrastination.

Ok. It's been a while. The spirit is willing but the body is definitely weak. God, I am having such a problem getting down to serious writing. I have been editing. Ok, I'll be honest, I've been semi-editing. The story I have been editing has come to a standstill. I am at a complete loss as to what to do with two of the main characters that I have left them completely in limbo. This has to stop. 

One good thing came out of it though. I wrote a complete and finished (very little editing required) short story about the two characters stuck in limbo. It came to me whilst I was waiting on my roast potatoes to finish in the oven. Husband on the couch devouring the Sunday paper, kids running about the kitchen and coming and going outside. I sat down at the table with a half cold cup of coffee and scribbled a near complete story down in about ten minutes. 

It's short, a mere three pages, less than a thousand words but I have to say, I'm quite proud of it and it gave me the confidence to get back in the saddle so to speak.

Now, what to do with those two stubborn, and now complaining characters? I still hate the original story but there are good bits in there, if I can pull them out and shine them up. I think I can do something with it. 

Well, here's hoping.

Writing is definitely a discipline. I must make a specific time to write and stick to it. It's that simple. 

And yet it's not. It's a mental bloody torture. The thought of writing is in my head from when I crawl out of bed (angrily, most mornings, resentful of the fact that I have to make sandwiches and organise the kids to school) to when I hit the pillow. The only way to get it off my back is to sit down and tap the keys, scribble in the notebooks that I seem to leave in every room in the house. But most of the time it's like struggling through thick heavy mud, the message from brain to finger tips is constantly being re-routed or interrupted. Damn you facebook, Damn you twitter. Damn you youtube. 

 

Have to do more. Have to be more.

Have to stop watching my favourite bits of Poldark over and over again on my smart phone.