They say confession is good for the soul, so I’m taking the plunge. <big breath>I am obsessed with writing. There, I said it. I decided to come clean, in hope that it might save you from a similar fate. I only hope that after you read the following you don’t gasp in horror and deny you ever knew such a depraved creature as myself.
- I have learned that my multi-tasking tools developed when I had four little boys under my feet, suit me very well when I have Word, Twitter, Facebook, email, and my browser open all day.
- I have sat down at 7:00am to “fix this one little paragraph” and not stood up again for hours.
- I have made a meal out of chips, salsa, and a cheese stick (eaten at my keyboard) because everything else needed to be cooked and I was in the middle of writing a brilliant flow of dialogue and couldn’t spare the time.
- I have been caught up in writing when the mailman rang the doorbell and realizing it was 2:30pm and I was still in my pajamas, coughed loudly, feigning sickness, as I opened the door.
- I have learned how quickly you can thaw meat and prepare a decent meal after my husband calls at 4:30pm to ask what’s for dinner—and I’ve been so immersed in writing I would have sworn it couldn’t be much later than noon.
- I have rushed to the computer at 3am because, when I rolled over in bed, the omg-I-can’t-believe-it’s-so-perfect word to use in the third sentence of the first paragraph in the fifth chapter popped into my head.
- I have kept Netflix movies for two months because every time I sat down to watch one, I got distracted by a great story idea or the solution to a revision problem.
Oh, I could go on, but I couldn’t endure the shame. If you recognized yourself as you read the above, run—run fast—from your keyboard. Stop writing NOW before it’s too late!
2 thoughts on “Confessions of an obsessed writer”
OMGosh you sound so much like me!
I have sat down to just ‘tweak’ a line, re-meter a stanza or choose a couplet pairing only to end up waking to the outside world six or more hours later (to rush about feeding starving children and begging animals usually – :))
I have found the answer to that in my trusty crockpot though…*giggle* (Oh – and if you pay the kids they will always remember to feed the pets)
Another thing I do is always have a flashlight and notebook at the ready by my bedside…
(Nothing is EVER as perfect as the line that got away at 3:30 am. You never stop mourning a loss like that *chuckle* )
You said: (Nothing is EVER as perfect as the line that got away at 3:30 am. You never stop mourning a loss like that *chuckle* )
How true! I just know I’ve lost the opening line that would sell my book … probably more than once! 😀