I did consider signing up this year -- for all of two minutes. Who am I kidding? My writing ADD is at least as bad as my reading ADD. Just as I tend to read a dozen books simultaneously, I am working on at least half a dozen writing projects at once. In fact, I am finally discovering my natural pattern, and I can't say it pleases me. My habit is to complete a draft through chapter three, and then... I send it off to my agent; he reads it, offers notes, and I revise; then he says he is sending out the proposal and the chapters to a variety of publishers, and then I never hear from anyone again. Does this sound familiar to a single one of you?
I suspect that the "real writer" in me should be so compelled by my characters that I absolutely must, must finish a draft. On the other hand, I have other characters and stories clamoring loudly to be told, and extremely limited "spare" time in which to do so. Do I finish a draft that apparently has little prospect of being sold? (Especially if my agent is not actually sending it out!) Or do I move on to the next one? What would you do?
To illustrate my dilemma more clearly, these were my obligations of the past week:
1) Write outlines for two 60-minute TV shows (20 pages each) with two days spent in meetings discussing said shows.
2) Entertain my five-year-old, who had no school on two days this week. (I have discovered that each week seems to bring at least one day on which one child has no school.)
3) Grade definition essays for my community college class -- for which, by the way, I spend more time driving to and fro than I do actually teaching.
4) Grade annotated bibliographies for my online class and moderate the week's discussion.
5) Write an article for a local publication.
|Like sands through the hourglass...|
In lieu of enrolling in NaNoWriMo, I signed up at onepageperday.com to receive "gentle reminders" of encouragment toward the simple goal of writing one page a day. I have yet to post a page. (DAYS OF OUR LIVES, alas, does not count.)
Meanwhile, my Gruve exercise monitor has been blinking at me, telling me I have failed to have a "green day" (adequate calories burned) all week.
I was exceedingly happy to crack open a book last night in bed, making the absolute most of my extra hour (until my five-year-old threw up in her bed, anyway).
Today I hope to spend a few minutes with my adult mystery novel (!). Small steps, baby!
Last weekend at church, my daughter almost poked out my son's eyes with a pencil in the middle of the Transubstantiation. This week, a kind stranger from across the sanctuary came up to me and said, "I know you don't know me, but would your kids like to sit with ours?" Then the priest went on to deliver one of those homilies that I desperately needed to hear today. His advice, in a nutshell:
1) Live deliberately.
2) Live authentically.
3) Live as a brother or sister of the world.
4) Live fully in moment.
It occurs to me that substituting the word 'write' for 'live' in all these cases also works brilliantly.
Wishing everyone lots of good living and writing! -- Jeanne Marie