My problem seems to be that I run out of steam. I’m not sure whether it is attributable to lack of sleep or maybe just that, after three years of raising children, I have the attention span of a toddler.
Take this blog for example. I started it full of enthusiasm and self-belief, convinced I had something unique to say and the energy to say it. Merely weeks later, life has taken over again. I’ve spent my child-free days decorating and cleaning, and my evenings looking for children’s furniture on ebay.
All the thieves of time are out with their knives.
Add to that a severe bout of teething and my motivation has hit rock bottom. I am trying to think of interesting blog entries but my fellow bloggers seem to have said it all.
Working on my third draft edit has left me convinced my work is only fit for the delete button. It’s a place all writers reach I’m sure. I’m just not sure how to break out.
So it’s time for a new plan.
I’ve narrowed it down to two choices.
Option A. Research my next blog entry on writers’ forums – something that I admit has caused me a blogger’s block, as the idea of joining a writer’s forum and putting my work out there for censure terrifies me.
Option B. Shelve my current novel and start something new. That smacks of running away to me, but it might be time to freshen up.
The third option; book the kids in nursery for a week and run away to a writer’s retreat so that I can focus more than an hour at a time on my rewrite, sadly is not feasible.
In the meantime at least I’ve broken my blog drought. I’m off now to visit my best friend and her new baby, and to try not to get too broody. Having another child would probably erase the writer from writermummy for good!