After months of nothing, finally this week I wrote something. Something fictional. Creative, even. And it felt *good*. For the first time since, hm, September maybe, I’ve got voices in my head unveiling their lives to me, piece by piece, and I’ve got more than seven pages of notes and assorted scene grabs to show for it. Not a lot, but it’s a start, a blessed start. I hadn’t realised how lonely I was without them, these people in my head. I don’t know where they come from but I’m sure glad they’re back.
I think perhaps we all need downtime. A recent article brought this home to me, the importance of giving oneself permission to do nothing. To recharge and revitalise. And then there’s this piece from Cory Doctorow in Locus about maximising writing time amid the distractions. Great advice, especially the bit about leaving something for tomorrow, leaving something for you subconscious to niggle at while you do other things. Resting included.
I figure a little bit of crop rotation in the fertile fields of the mind can’t hurt.
Now I should go write something. The voices are calling.
Hi Jason. I’m glad the voices are back and I agree about down time. My hubby says ‘if you can’t write, go paint’. I like that saying. I hope it goes well
I feel strongly that when we are in the ‘downtime’ of a writing phase that the best thing you can do is nurture yourself by ‘filling the well’ (which is what Julia Cameron calls it). If you keep taking and taking there will be nothing left to take from. So ‘downtime’ actually becomes ‘refuelling’ time. It’s not easy. I give myself a hard time all the time if I feel I’m not productive enough. It can be a difficult thing to let go of. Another analogy is that you must ‘stop to sharpen the saw’. The image here is of a woodcutter working and working and never sharpening his saw. Obviously it becomes a useless activity if he has a blunt tool. Thanks for the reminder of the importance of sitting joyfully in the sunshine. :o)
Could be a good way to get the house repainted, too, eh Belinda 😉 LOL
I hear you about those voices in the head. It bothers me sometimes that I have to force myself to concentrate on real life when make believe is so damn seductive. And thank you Cory Doctorow for making me feel better about my 150 pages in as many days. Hotdoggety I’m on target for another novel this year!