I finally sat back down at the keyboard last night. I’ve been struggling for a couple weeks.
Often I’m struggling to find time. Working full time, trying to make sure I work out a few times a week, getting enough sleep and down-time, it doesn’t leave much time for creative writing. Add on top of that the fact that I have to write a lot for work, and I’ll get home and the last thing I want to do is write.
This can be a little demoralizing at times. I’m something like three-quarters the way through a book draft, but I struggle to sit down at the computer and just type words. The key points are plotted out in an outline as well, so the work shouldn’t be too hard. I just need to sit down and type and discover the scenes.
But last night it happened. I had the time and energy to sit down and just write. It wasn’t on the book; it was a short story. I’d had an idea nagging at me for a little while and I just needed to sit down and write it. Hopefully I can transition this back into the book.
I’m not too concerned about the form of the writing though. When I’ve gone a while without writing, the most important thing is for me to just sit down and get some words on paper again. And I did!