…so little time.
I need to write. I want to write, but I keep finding reasons to distract myself. If writing were my paid occupation, I would do it and not let myself be sidetracked by laundry, kids, cooking, garden, turkeys and all the rest of my 101 excuses. But it’s not my job (yet).
I recently read that those who do not make writing their priority will not succeed. But I want to. Succeed, that is.
Set a goal. One hour a day? Three? What is right for me? What is right for you? How do you stay focused? Do you give yourself breaks? Should I give myself breaks? Weekends? Time off? Or should I write something, even a little, every day. On the computer, in a journal, on scraps of paper, napkins or Post-Its?
This weekend we had company and the next two will probably be spent camping or swimming at the lake cabin – or otherwise enjoying the last bits of summer. Do I take time during these to write?
I know one thing. Unless I make a plan, I won’t ever finish. But I want to. Finish my story, that is. So, I need to stop making excuses.