The Struggle is Real

Ever have the feeling of struggling through every word you get onto the page? That’s totes where I’ve been at lately. A couple weeks ago I started back into trying to write regularly — and by “regularly” I mean “whenever my toddler is asleep / with grandma / busy making a pile of toys in the living room” — and I have never had such a tough time getting a single effing paragraph written. Maybe it’s the fact that I am trying to work on a story that has been sitting untouched for so long? I know that in the past I have lost the rhythm of a story if I’ve left it dormant for too long. I really hope that’s not the case because the I was just starting to love the characters and my read-through of the first draft didn’t make me totally sick to my stomach.

On an unrelated note, me and the wifey are getting ready to make the big move across the country for my graduate program. I’m crazy nervous about things working out so that might be increasing the suck-factor of my writing. Can you blame me though? Moving is hard enough by itself, but when you make it a cross-country trek with your whole fricken family, well, you might tend to get a tad more anxious.
Finally, I have a writing plan for this week that I hope will help to get the story moving again. I’ a morning person so I think that waking up at 4:30 AM before work, pounding a cup of coffee, and then hammering out 500 words is totally doable. I know I can do it! The Writing Gods demand it!

He’s Back!

You know those people who only post to their blogs every few months? You know who I’m talking about, right? They’re the same people who spend spend those bimonthly entries apologizing about not blogging more often.

It turns out that I’ve become one of those people. Except I’m not going to apologize. Instead, I’m going make excuses for why I don’t suck.
I’m not sure exactly when it happened but I think it was around the time that I started my grad school prereqs. Life got super real around then. I was using pretty much every available second I had to study the poop ton of homework my teachers were heaping on me, which meant I was pretty much in a No-Fun Zone. It sucked, bro. Hella bad.
But now that nasty business is over! Well, over for a bit. I’m starting into a nurse practitioner program this fall — the point of all those big bad prereqs — but in the meantime I’m finally dedicating some time to writing. I even have the first 15k words of a new fantasy/sci-fi novel hammered out. I don’t know how much I’m going to post but I can guarantee it’ll be more than never, which is a pretty significant improvement.