It's About Time
25 . Mar . 2018
Managing my time. I’m terrible at it. And I’m easily distracted. I’m constantly distracted. I need to be constantly doing something. And I know I need to drop these distractions, I just don’t.
Since the writing of my last post, I have written some. Definitely not as much as I would like, but I’m still getting in a good once a week session not including the scribbles of thoughts about what I want to write, or things that seem interesting to me to either add to what I’m working on or save for something else. I have been writing down some of my dreams. Ones I can remember anyway (I was a Star Wars rebel last night fighting against the New Order).
And what about the James Patterson MasterClass… nope. I have tried sitting down to work out a schedule to keep the class on a schedule. In addition to the class time, I have tried working in writing time. But I keep getting in my own way. Sure, it’s easy to say, “I’m going to do a class on Tuesday and Thursday and write Wednesday and Saturday/Sunday.” But to actually be able to follow through with that is another story.
I even tried mapping out time to do it first thing in the morning. Problem is if i wanted to do all my morning activities and then add in writing, I’d need to wake up at like two in the morning, and I stay up way to late to be able to do that.
How do you manage your time? Maybe you’re lucky enough to have it all figured out. Maybe you’re days are blocked out perfectly from the moment you wake until your head hits the pillow. My days are more like broad strokes. There are things that need to get done (work, kids, dinner, etc.), then there are the things I’d like to do. Write. And it keeps coming second.
What I do know is that writing once a week or once every couple of weeks doesn’t and isn’t working. I don’t like it. This blog is suppose to be a perfect example of my commitment to honing a craft I enjoy doing so much.
In addition to that, new web pages will soon appear, because on top of working on my novel, I was in a moment when inspiration struck. It came in the form of a poem that I would like to share. I wrote some poetry a long time ago since I also played guitar. Looks like a little of that has be rekindled.
Stick with me. I am doing this just not as fast as James Patterson.
Since the writing of my last post, I have written some. Definitely not as much as I would like, but I’m still getting in a good once a week session not including the scribbles of thoughts about what I want to write, or things that seem interesting to me to either add to what I’m working on or save for something else. I have been writing down some of my dreams. Ones I can remember anyway (I was a Star Wars rebel last night fighting against the New Order).
And what about the James Patterson MasterClass… nope. I have tried sitting down to work out a schedule to keep the class on a schedule. In addition to the class time, I have tried working in writing time. But I keep getting in my own way. Sure, it’s easy to say, “I’m going to do a class on Tuesday and Thursday and write Wednesday and Saturday/Sunday.” But to actually be able to follow through with that is another story.
I even tried mapping out time to do it first thing in the morning. Problem is if i wanted to do all my morning activities and then add in writing, I’d need to wake up at like two in the morning, and I stay up way to late to be able to do that.
How do you manage your time? Maybe you’re lucky enough to have it all figured out. Maybe you’re days are blocked out perfectly from the moment you wake until your head hits the pillow. My days are more like broad strokes. There are things that need to get done (work, kids, dinner, etc.), then there are the things I’d like to do. Write. And it keeps coming second.
What I do know is that writing once a week or once every couple of weeks doesn’t and isn’t working. I don’t like it. This blog is suppose to be a perfect example of my commitment to honing a craft I enjoy doing so much.
In addition to that, new web pages will soon appear, because on top of working on my novel, I was in a moment when inspiration struck. It came in the form of a poem that I would like to share. I wrote some poetry a long time ago since I also played guitar. Looks like a little of that has be rekindled.
Stick with me. I am doing this just not as fast as James Patterson.