Distractions Cramp My Writing
For the third time in over a year, I am writing my SciFi novel again. Hold the laughs. It is very hard to write about something that has absolutely nothing to do with me. Look you bitches... I challenge any of you to not write about yourself, your life, or whatever drama you are currently going through. And that includes ICHAT/AIM/Yahoo Instant Messenger/Bear411 you fuckers! With the internet and buddy lists readily available on my Mac Book Pro, it is just too easy to get distracted while trying to write.
My Dachshunds are further distractions cramping my writing style. Now, mind you, I do LOVE the company. It is just that Boudreaux and Pierre, being the co-dependent dogs that they are, must either lay on my lap or on top of me at all times. They are relentless in trying to be close to me. I could fart, and the hairy rugrats wouldn't budge an inch! This means that the only way I can ever write on my Mac Book Pro is to creatively position my body to accomodate my dogs.
The temptation of the internet and the adoration of my furry children are not the only distractions. There are tennis tournaments I prepare for. Impaling Whipping Boy on the tennis court takes time away from my writing. I have to do all the household chores myself, as there are no illegal immigrants in my Parish. With a relatively high approval rating (translation: superstar!) with the handsy barfly crowd, I must work out. Gym time is something I absolutely cannot sacrifice. I suppose all these things help to explain why I have stopped and started writing three times in the past year!
Each break in writing isn't a total loss however. I do spend lots of time thinking about my story. I'll talk to E.Shrew about it just before his bedtime. (helps him sleep at night). Sometimes, I'll think about my writing while doing mundane tasks such as driving through bat shit crazy traffic. That was all time well spent in my book, because I have a great story in the works! Hell, if I don't interest my readers in the first five pages, then even my own mother wont read it. I would like for my book to be published one day. That is what my ego wants. (he is a slow learner)
So, my challenge is to balance writing with all the distractions. One good thing going for me is that I have never met a challenge that I couldn't hurdle over with a good dose of my OCD. Once that OCD has a fire lit under it, I am on the ground running baby! I have full confidence that my story is going to be way better than that snooze-fest drama they call Battlestar Gallatica on the SciFi channel!