I’m pretty sure that my writing would come on a whole lot more if I had a strict routine that I can stick to. I had no problems getting my babies into a routine when my sanity depended on it, yet I can’t return the favour for establishing my own writing routine.
The only routine I have in my life is the time I get up in the morning to get to work, and the endless psychological battles I have with myself over when I will write. Weekends are a nightmare unless I have plans, otherwise I will quite happily lie in bed until lunchtime thinking about the things I should be doing – whilst snuggled under the duvet.
I’m not lazy, I just find come the weekend I am so exhausted as I cram as much as I can into the week. I don’t do myself any favours as I am currently spreading myself thin with degree work, theatre reviews and family.
Some days I find that after a hard days graft, sat at a computer all day – the last thing I want to do is switch on the laptop when I get home. However, I prefer to write in the evening as I am definitely not a morning person. Never have been, and sadly never will be. I like my late nights, and lie ins too much.
My ideal world would consist of me getting up early to write for a couple of hours, before I have to go to work. The rest of the evening could be spent with the family, or watching TV or being at the theatre. I do get to do those things anyway, but the guilt factor sets in most days.
And, if my mum is reading this – she will be rolling her eyes at the mere suggestion that I could ever get up early for anything.
This is a post for http://www.writesofluid.com’s blog writing challenge. One blog post a day for all of June – I’m behind already but determined to catch up #wpad