Thursday, March 5, 2009

Writing Woes…..

So as I write this, it is truly off the cuff. I have no idea what to say this week.
Matter of fact, I have no idea what to write period. No, it’s not writers block, it’s a mental thing.

I haven’t touched any of my own WIP’s in over a week. Of which, I’m ashamed to admit. And I can’t even tell you why, except work has been crazy. And, when I get home, the last thing I want to do is look at a computer screen for another 2-3 hours. But, that aside, the thoughts usually keep coming – this week, not so much.

So I will ramble about, well….writing nothing.

I’ve found myself backing away from writing lately and I don’t know why. Well, that’s not totally true. We all know the nitty-gritty of why we don’t do something. And I have an idea what my problem is, but can’t seem to get past it. I know I excel at editing (used to be a part time gig for the University back home), critiquing (do lots of corporate writing & critiquing), plotting (this is just fun to me – creative), what’s good, what’s not (I’ve read the best authors since before they became big) – Just not in my own work lately. I know woe is me…

There are a lot of reasons that I won’t bore you with, because my first draft was a rant not a ramble. LOL

I’m exhausted and I need a vacation. Not another writers retreat or even a convention – although, I am excited about a few days in Orlando for RT. But in reality I couldn’t afford to do RT and Nationals this year, so I’m just going for a book signing and to meet up with a bunch of peeps I talk with on line. And let’s be honest, hot men and the bar too. ;-)

Ah – I can hear the subtle sounds of the ocean, lapping against the white sands, while a half naked cabana man (okay, to be fair, and a beautiful chick for HHB), brings me another drink with an umbrella in it. An open book rests in my palm, and I immerse myself in the world built by a talented writer.

Not once will I think about what the next words on the page are supposed to be, should be, or needs to be. Nor do I worry about my day job.

I can’t tell you how long it’s been since any of the above has happened – especially immersing myself in a good book. Oh how I miss the time to read, I mean really read. That time spent in a book, where nothing but that world matters…to me this is heaven.

I’m feeling selfish with no way to be selfish. Not a trait I typically condone mind you – but what about me (are you hearing the song in your head too).

Okay enough of my ranting.

Tell me what you would rather be doing, right this minute.


Vicki said...

Hey, sometimes it's important to be selfish with yourself.

Trust me, not only is LKap an amazing cp, her writing ROCKS!

LKap said...

Did a little shopping tonight, got a great pair of jeans so it's not so bad.

And V you are way too nice to me:-)