Motherhood & Words
This is the week that I promised myself I would dive back into the novel. What novel? you ask. I know. I’ve asked myself the same thing. What? I’m writing a novel? I almost forgot about that sad, neglected thing. (Okay, I didn’t really forget about it; if I had it wouldn’t be a source of such unyielding guilt.) I had tried to work on it a few weeks ago, but the book proposal I’ve been working on has consumed my mental energy and I wasn’t able to shift gears, to immerse myself again in that fictional space, to get into Hattie’s mind the way I need to if I’m going to move forward with it. So I put it aside (again) until the proposal was done, which finally, it is.
So I spent a few hours on Monday reacquainting myself with my main characters. I did a little tweaking, realized that I needed to stretch out a couple of chapters and slow down the backstory (or maybe I need more backstory?–I haven’t figured that out yet). I didn’t get much new writing done on Monday, but it still felt good to be working on it, and it felt good to be thinking about it the way I can only think about a project when I am actually writing. It was like inhaling deeply after holding my breath for too long.
Tuesday was slower, full of distractions, but yesterday was better. Today, a little slow, which is why I’m posting right now rather than wondering What Hattie Will Do. (WWHD?) But it’s okay that it’s slow. I’m easing myself back in. And then once I’m fully immersed, I hope I’ll be able to pop into it for a shorter periods of time. Because I also have to be thinking about and working on a few sample chapters for the collaboration project and then of course I have the interview questions I have to compile for the twenty zillion author interviews that have been languishing on my plate. And then there are the recommendations and the blurbs and the class prep.
But that other stuff can be put off a little longer, right? Because this week all I want is to work on the novel, go to pilates classes (I would go every day if they had more day-time classes), make this, and get the backyard skating rink ready for the girls. (By that I really mean I’d like to watch Donny stand in the freezing cold spraying freezing cold water across our yard while I watch from the comfort of my office, maybe while I drink a latte or a glass of wine.)
So that’s my week. What are the things you’d like to be doing this week? What’s standing in your way?