So far my plans for the month aren’t going too well. I’ve written approximately 400 words in one of the short stories I’m planning to submit to an anthology and that’s been about it.
Why? I have no idea, other than the fact that the evil day job has been draining and by the time I get home I’m too brain dead to do more than poke at a jigsaw puzzle on JigZone.
Remember my plan to use 750words.com for writing instead of brain dumping my day? Yeah. That (obviously) hasn’t happened. I tried. I poked at one of the short stories in 750words and… couldn’t focus.
Maybe because I haven’t been using it for writing lately and I need to get back into the habit of doing that, so that my muse or subconscious or whatever you want to call it knows that when I log in it’s time for some creative writing.
Or maybe I’m going about it the wrong way.
Sometimes, brain dumping is necessary. It can help clear the way for writing by getting other concerns out of your head.
The trick, I think, is to do the brain dump, and then write once the day has been cleared from the mind. I’ve been failing at the second part of that.
I was thinking the other day about how odd it is that I seem to get less written now, when I’m less than five minutes from work, than I did when I had an hour long commute each way. But maybe it’s not so odd. That commute gave me time to clear my head on the way home, and time to psych myself up on the way there, so I was able to be productive when I was home. Instead, I now have to use my time at home to get myself mentally prepped for my day job, and to de-stress from it afterward.
I don’t want to go back to that commute just to test the theory, though, so I’m going to have to find a way to balance brain dumping and writing.
Novel Notes 