I’ve taken a lot of time off writing lately. I don’t know what’s to blame, but I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say I might have set myself up for this.
So how is 2017’s “no goals, no timers, no schedules” plan going?
Let’s keep this simple: Not well. At all.
What does that mean for the rest of 2017? I’m really not sure. I’ve spent months now at loose ends and I’m not liking it. My plan for no plan was supposed to take the pressure off and let me recapture my love for writing. What’s happened is that I’ve realized that without something behind the scenes pushing me I am very content to write only when I’m desperate to get something down.
Doesn’t happen as often as I had hoped. :o
Then again, I can look back at my history, when I was writing entirely for fun, and see that I didn’t write all that much or that often, and when I did, it was because something “fun” like NaNoWriMo was going on or I had fandom buddies egging me on. (I say egging, but around here, it sounds much more like agging which isn’t even a word, but that’s the south for you.)
Anyway, it’s time to end the break and do something to get started again. I guess that’s one experiment I can call done and done.
Might be time to take up the 6,000 words in a day challenge again. I’m going to think about it.