My writing week

So, this week I’m on leave from work with the intention of staying home “to write’. Monday has not gone too well. Sometimes I amaze even myself with the lengths that I go to to avoid writing - you’d think I HATED it. Today, as part of keeping my week clear for the muse, I have:

• booked an appointment for the dentist
• booked an appointment at the hairdresser
• booked an appointment at the vet (for the cats, not me)
• asked to go into work on Thursday (though that is sort of writing related - more later)

Doesn’t augre well does it? Maybe I’m just not designed to write during the day. For sure, I’m more of a night person - maybe that’s the answer. Maybe I should use this week to stay up late and write, rather than crucifying myself during the day.

A while ago I had a conversation with an online writing friend, which was pretty much half an hour of me explaining all the reasons [read: excuses] why I can’t write. He asked me a critical question - “Do you actually enjoy writing?”. For a moment I was staggered - how could he possibly think that the answer might be no?! But then I thought about it and actually, of course that’s what he thinks! I spend so long worrying about why I can’t settle into it and feeling guilty for not doing it, I forget the buzz that comes when you actually finish something. I need to remind myself that yes, I DO like writing. Actually, I love to write; I can’t imagine not having it to worry about.