So I have a secret. I haven’t written. In almost 2 months. It’s not that I didn’t plan on it, or that I didn’t have any projects going. In fact, I was working on a major rewrite of my Blue WIP.
It’s so easy to take a day off, maybe two. Then two days stretch into a week, and a week becomes a month.
At first, it was torture, knowing that I needed to write, wanting to write, but not having the time. But as the weeks passed, it became easier to justify the time off. I found other things to do, shows to watch, people to hang out with, even stuff to do at work to keep me too busy to write.
Two nights ago, as I was talking to my husband about NaNoWriMo, he mentioned that I would really struggle because of how long I’d gone without writing. I decided to use the rest of the month of October to build up my writing strength.
Though easier said than done.
Last night, I struggled to rewrite a scene. It took me almost 2 hours, which for me, is nowhere near par. It took me almost an hour just to start. I reread the sections I’d already finished, worked through what I wanted to write, even forced myself to start and restart several times.
Tonight again, I’m going to work on a new scene. There’s a whole new section that I need to add, and I’m hoping that writing from a blank page will help me find the drive and excitement again.
Either way, I know what’s going to help me to write. It’s writing. I have to write daily until I find that drive, that desire that makes me want to never stop. The fuel for writing is writing. How crazy is that?
What do you do when you get in a writing slump?