I have been eating far too many chocolate fish lately (AnNZ thing. See Wikipedia). Obsessively some might say. I think it’s because I’m not writing. I’ve had a non-writing week which always makes me very grumpy and always inclined to eat chocolate.
I’ve got two WIPs that I’m currently working on at the moment and I did open them up and have a look. I even wrote a couple of lines. But it just didn’t work. I suppose everyone has these down-times where nothing seems to come to together right.
It doesn’t help that it’s school holidays here and I’m providing entertainment for my seven year old. She’s pretty self-sufficient usually but will come in to bother me with requests for food, observations about random phenomena, and the occasional whine for a play date because Mum’s boring. When I’m writing, these interruptions are incredibly distracting. I can’t tune them out and keep going. So I just don’t bother writing when she’s around. I wonder if this inability to concentrate with distractions is a symptom of age? Or motherhood? In my twenties, I used to be able to write away happily, stereo going loudly, interruptions aplenty and just be able to tune them all out. Not so now.
Anyone else need complete silence to write or could you write in the middle of a rock concert?