Uh, hello. Um, hi. Yes, hi.
I’ve apparently joined the ranks of the bloggers who just don’t blog for a while. Why? I wish I could tell you. For the last few weeks, even the small chunk of time it takes to get words from my brain to my blog seemed too scarce to carve out. I’d sit down to do it, something else would beckon, and then suddenly it wouldn’t be done.
But now I’m back. I hope. I think.
I’ve actually been on a bit of a writing hiatus lately. The only writing I’ve been doing is writing for class, and even that has been slow and lumbering.
I’ve got novels to finish, and, yes, blogging to blog, and yet lately, I just haven’t been making the writing happen. That’s one of the things about writing: you can’t leave it to it’s own devices, like a cake turning from goop to delicious in a just-right oven. Though I call patent on that invention.
The one that lets you write that way. Not the oven. I think I might be a hair too late for that.
No, writing takes time and attention, all the way from conception to completion. There’s no “set-it-and-forget-it.”
We learned a technique for writing in class, one which I’ll share on a future date, after I’ve given it a full test run. Maybe that’s the answer. It involves timers. You know how I love a timer.
But whatever it was or whatever it is, why ever the hiatus, I’m back now. Let the writing resume.
Check out my full-length novels, Her Cousin Much Removed, The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management and Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only), and the sequel, Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) which is now available!