Yeah, I Know, Silly…
You would think someone of my decades in writing would have zero issue coming up with a writing schedule. I had one that worked just fine in the dark, damp, rain of Oregon for 32 years. Many days I never saw the sun and had no reason to be up in the morning at all.
So I worked until very late at night. Very, very seldom did that cause any issue at all.
Now I find myself happily in the sun and warmth of Las Vegas, with all the thousands of things to do here and runs to run and so on. And all during the day or often early morning (That last run started at 7:30 a.m. Started…which means getting out of bed so, so much earlier than that.)
So writing at night here in Las Vegas just isn’t an option.
And thus the cause of this sixth month battle with finding a new and comfortable writing schedule. I’m tired of talking about it, and I have zero doubt that Kris is disgusted with the topic. (grin) But we both know it is important.
And honestly, this took me by surprise when I settled into living here. Not something I expected, even though I always told people I had a hummingbird brain, or a “Oh, shiny!” brain. Or a “Squirrel!!” brain. And wow does Vegas have a lot of shiny squirrels here for me to chase.
So today I got started on the first of 10 novels in this challenge that I want to do. Not a great start, but a start. But still not on a good schedule yet and I am down to 80 days to go on the time I set. (I can still do it easily, but got to get this problem fixed like right now.)
So in the morning I try something new, give it a few days, see how I like it. I will tell you about it if it works. (grin) I suppose I’ll tell you about it if it doesn’t as well. I am never one for not sharing writing stuff here, after all.
Writing for me is easy and fun. Scheduling it, on the other hand, is a pain in the ass. Going to fix this pain tomorrow, I hope. Night!