As usual, I did not get time to doing anything in terms of writing yesterday. I found myself rushing to grade, sign admission forms for grad studies, prepare a quiz, print my fliers for study abroad....all before I had to spend the afternoon running folks to doctor appointments. The evening was spent roasting coffee and practicing with a band for Saturday's Greener Groundz Acoustic Coffee Break at Bread & Bagels. I didn't get home until a little after 9pm and I was pooped! So, again, the book hit the back burner. I decided to let everything go this morning and look over comments from other's in the group - both to me and what folks said to each other. Sally advised that after I get an outline I should look at forms on publisher's website for submission criteria - good idea! I also felt better when I read Jane's comment to Sally about the amount of work that can actually be accomplished using those small chunks of time we have during the day/evening/wee hours :-)
I want this to be an exercise that inspires me; not one that discourages me. Know what I'm saying?
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My heart hears you! It is so frustrating to not get the time I want to do these things that are good. They have to compete with other good things in our lives.
Once my mother had her stroke I learned to give up all kinds of things that had been "vital" but turns out "good enough" can get me by. Those would still be good things to do-- but I simply can't do them all.
That helped me with my writing -- made me realize that I set my priorities and that they all have to stack up one against the other. I wasn't happy about that insight-- had to grieve and snap for awhile because I want to do it all, I don't want to let anyone down, I don't want less than my best going out--but good enough is all I can do right now.
I guess that is why 15 minute goals work better for me than large chunks. At least I have a chance of getting 15 minutes to do one little bit and stave off the guilt demons. 15 minutes fit in of web research or preliminary writing in long hand or just organizing the folder with the stuff at least lets me feel a bit closer to the target, lets my mind work on it. I've had to get a lot more realistic in my expectations of myself. Bummer. I want to write, I value it. I have to give up/reduce something else to do it. I have to grieve for the something else. Or choose to not write, rather than exist in the twilight zone between.
I didn't mean to write so much-- but I get to count it against my 15 minutes today!
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