Real life is taking over my whole life. (That doesn’t sound right at all. lol) I love Christmas time, and all the projects I’ve given myself are taking over every spare moment I have lately. Which isn’t very good for my revisions.
I’ve hit a sort of slump with writing I fear. The motivation to tear through these revisions just is not there. Any time I think about pulling that binder out and getting to work, something else presents itself to distract me from it.
Not to say the things that present aren’t important or beneficial, but…I miss my story and characters. I miss it, yet I can’t seem to manage to open that binder either. It’s not some sort of block — I’m still writing, journaling mostly.
Then, you know, the not working brings on the guilt of how I should be working and so forth. Even if I try not to let it take hold, it does. I’m sure a lot of it has to do with my own fears. Fear of failing, or even worse, fear of succeeding. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I’m not enjoying it. I wouldn’t be journaling and jotting notes for other stories otherwise.
Even if I weren’t writing with the hopes of one day being published, I would still be writing. I think I’m just at a weird junction in my head that I need to get past.
I’m sure it’s at least fairly common among writers, so I figured I’d put it out there. Anybody have any tips for getting past it? lol I could use a few…