Monthly Archives: July 2015

Ups and downs

You won’t believe the silly thing that lead me to break my nearly two month long writing streak.

I did laundry.

In preparation to go home and see my family for the summer, I needed to get all my laundry done, so I hauled my clotheshorse out of the bathroom and put it up in it’s usual spot. Unfortunately, its usual spot is in front of the desk where I normally write. So instead of putting my computer on the desk before I went to bed bed that night, I put it on my comfy chair instead, thinking it was no big deal if I sat there to write.

Turns out, it was a big deal. The next day, some time in the evening, I suddenly thought to myself, “Hey, did I write today?” And I honestly could not remember if I had or not. I opened the document and wrote a few sentences, just to ensure that I had, in fact, written. But I didn’t learn, and the next day I found myself wondering whether I’d written anything once more.

To be fair, it wasn’t just laundry that got in the way. The summer rush that happens every year is starting to kick in at work. I wanted to get in a few more girl nights before I left the city for more than two months. I needed to make sure my place won’t be a nightmare to return to in the fall. Once I arrived at my parents’ house, I was immediately roped into babysitter duty for my two-year-old nephew. Making dinner for everyone is my responsibility on days when my mom is working late, and unlike in the city when I can just make it whenever I’m hungry, it needs to be on the table by five. Then it was Dr. Who Night with my cousins. My sister’s birthday was a few days ago, so I had find time to go into town and buy a present for her, and make a cake on her actual birthday and then have dinner and then coffee with the family. I’m also attempting to be less of a sloth this summer, but my trips to the gym are, as always, dependent on just how bad the summer work rush gets.

And, and, and, and…

And I haven’t written a word for Garden of Princes in maybe two weeks. I have written other things, but mostly doodles that I don’t intend to do anything with at the moment. It’s just so frustrating how I keep on sabotaging myself like this.

Of course, I don’t think all the blame lies with the various responsibilities that have been piling up lately. I’ve arrived at a place in Garden where I just don’t know where I’m going, and the inevitable result was that my daily efforts yielded fewer and fewer words and more and more trivial scenes being put on paper.

Writing just to see where I’m going doesn’t work for me, because it feels like I’m going nowhere. I keep telling myself that I need to sit down and come up with a plan instead of complaining about not having a plan, but my head appears to be too far up my own ass to actually hear it. So. That’s where I am right now.

How about you guys? Hope you’re having a more productive writing summer than I am!

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