Evenings are out because I focus on cooking dinner and spending time with family.
I think I will have to do my writing from 8:30p.m. (if the baby goes to bed) to 10p.m. Often, I can’t go to sleep anyway, or the upstairs neighbors are making late house repairs. Why the late night hammering? Who the fuck knows. I stay up filling my entertainment addiction until it quiets down.
That becomes a vicious circle because when I get hooked on shows, forget it. I would rather stay up late working on my novel and thriving off that creative energy the next day. Plus, I haven't gotten that writing high in a while, so we need to get the flow of ideas going again.
In any case, the schedule will continue to be a work in progress, as I am trying to have a more humane schedule. I got some great advice by a Franciscan Friar yesterday about setting realistic expectations, and I have been outlining this morning. This year, I have a goal to return papers right away, and that will also require a lot of focus when I'm at the office, but I am up to the challenge because that is one area that I am tired of struggling with and that causes unnecessary teacher guilt.
This week, I am doing a lot of reading in preparation for my creative writing class. That should help the writing cause. In fact, when money allows, I am going to read more Octavia Butler and imitate her style. She has a great balance of flashbacks with narrative in the work I have read. Plus, I have never read a novel by her, but need to.
Well, that’s all I got.
New writers are waiting to be introduced.