I am not doing very well with my writing at the moment. Accepting that it is half term and hubbie is working away, so my opportunities are reduced anyway. Writing class is on a two week break too and that always gets the creative juices going. However, these things are not the problem. Instead I find myself caught in the guilt and desire war.
I want to work on my novel, but I should be working on my distance learning course. I want to work on my novel, but I should be ironing, tidying the house, decorating…. The result of these internal fights is inaction. I achieve nothing of significance. I tell myself I’ll do a little housework and then I’ll write, but then the opportunity gets hijacked by phone calls or visits. When I finally sit down in the evening (after many journeys upstairs to settle little one) I’m too tired to write. I seem to need more sleep at the moment so my wonderful early starts are not happening.
I’m driving myself mad. The reason for writing this blog is to give myself a great big kick up the backside. Where has all my Nanowrimo discipline gone? Do you have this problem? How do you deal with it please?