Before I begin, I have to say I find it really strange that the top search terms that consistently find my blog from the last year are:
|gerry butler||286 Yes, okay, so I’ve used his face for heroes and people are finding his picture.|
|tree of life tattoo||260 I mentioned this a couple of times I think, but it’s really unrelated to what I do here.|
|superwoman||166 I think I made a post once about how I have to be Superwoman or how I’m not…|
|character interview||86 Gee, something related to writing. What a concept!|
|celtic tree of life tattoo||76 Again with the tattoos…|
|captain barbosa||75 Really? My pumpkin carving skills from 2008?|
|the crud||75 Seriously? This one is actually one of the top for all time. Who really feels compelled to google “The crud”? You need a definition? Like it’s a confirmed, diagnosable medical condition?|
Random. Anyway, that’s not what I wanted to talk about today.
My husband goes back to the graveyard shift this week (or rather 3 days of graveyard, followed by 2 days of swing shift because his boss is INSANE). Over the weekend he started the painful transition of trying to flip his body clock so he can stay up. It means a big change in our household–one which neither of us likes. He won’t be sleeping with me at night. He’ll be sleeping during the day (meaning I can’t accomplish ANYTHING that makes noise like…cleaning). It’s an adjustment.
As I try to find my way through to a routine in 2010, I’ve struggled with writing daily. Writing every day is something I’ve striven to do, both because I think it’s an important habit to develop as a serious writer and because, for me, it keeps my head in the right place. But it’s definitely not always easy. Largely this is because I don’t have a lot of quiet uninterrupted time when I’m actually conscious. I used to be able to write in the living room in the evenings during TV viewing but I’m just not as good at that as I used to be, both because of a shrinking attention span and the fact that I’m actually interested in the shows we’re watching now. So that’s not going to cut it. For a while I was managing 5 minute microbursts at work, but that’s not been happening for a long time either. I need quiet. And lack of distractions.
My best options are going to be in the morning while I’m having breakfast (a rarity because, as we’ve established, I am NOT a morning person and I’m generally not conscious at that point–though occasionally it works out. I got 210 words over breakfast this morning), a short snatch during lunch after my workout, Thursday and Friday nights while hubby is on swing shift, and Saturday and Sunday mornings while he’s sleeping. If I can really train myself to take advantage of these times, I think I can develop a pretty decent productivity level–at least for as long as hubby is on this schedule. I still want to try to write SOMETHING every day, but if I gear my goals with the intention of making those four days my big production days, I think I’ll be in better shape.
Without going to the point of obsession, I do want to take my productivity seriously this year. Not that I haven’t been, but I’d like to stretch myself beyond 250-500 words a day, if I can. Writing is what I want to do for a living, and the more I can do while juggling this other stuff, the sooner that’s likely to happen. Solid steps toward the dream, that’s the way to combat my Evil Day Job ennui.
Where do you find the time?