Here’s a snapshot of what an hour or so of writing is like for me. Feel free to laugh, I know I do.

2:00 – Sit down to write. Absently pick up my cup to take a drink while I focus on where I’m at in the story. The cup is empty. Head to the kitchen for more water.

2:04 – Sit down to write. Send a quick message to Shanti since we were going to write together today. No answer. I start writing.

2:05 – What is that horrid music coming from Pandora? Close browser on the opposite monitor so I can hit the down thumb (I use the Pandora gadget). Yuck this song is just as bad. Click again. Pandora is giving me garbage! Change the station. That’s better…

2:07 – The dogs are barking frantically at something. I go investigate. It’s a kid on a skateboard. I tell them to stop being dumbasses.

2:10 – I message Shanti again. Still no answer. I start writing.

2:15 – Shanti’s here. Yay! It’s so much more fun to write when you have a buddy. We discuss which of her various stories she wants to work on today. Nothing appeals so she rolls a die. Her succubus story wins. This eats up about 15 minutes. I do some writing in between messages but not much.

2:30 – Finally some solid writing gets done. I’m please with how things are going.

2:40 – We have a discussion on where we’re going with our stories. Send a couple excerpts that we’ve written.

2:45 – More solid writing time.

3:18 – I can’t connect to thesaurus.com. I’ve used the word cold 3 times in this chapter and it bugs me. Send a message to Shanti to see if she can connect. She can’t.

3:20 – My desktop version of Visual Thesaurus hadn’t gotten reinstalled when I redid my hard drive. Install. Fail. Try again. Error. WTF.

3:22 – Shanti has guests coming and has to go. I search the web trying to find out why the install failed. I try thesaurus.com several more times. Still not working.

3:25 – I notice that Visual Thesaurus has a widget for blogs. I surf to my site and add it. The size isn’t right. I adjust. I adjust again. I adjust again.

3:27 – I don’t like the widget on that side. I move it. Now the rest are wrong. I move them all. Nope. I move tham all again. Ahh…that looks good.

3:29 – Pop-up box appears asking if the program installed properly. Took it’s time! I click no, the install starts and works this time. Yay! I find an appropriate new word and start working again.

3:35 – The browser is open again on my second monitor and I see a status update from Veet on FB. This reminds me that I need to do my legs again before we go to the store. I stop writing and go into the bathroom.

So there you have it. A snapshot of my life. This was actually fairly tranquil for me because the kids are visiting their grandparents, the dogs were pottied and fed before I sat down and my husband was napping. Are you laughing at me yet? 🙂

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Comments ( 10 )

  • Tricia Ballad

    That sounds a lot like my writing sessions! Sometimes it’s amazing that stories ever get written at all 🙂

    • Denise

      Isn’t it? And yet surprisingly, while I only added around 200 words yesterday, I’m pleased. Despite the distractions the words flowed smoothly for the first time in months. 🙂

  • Jennifer Jones

    That sounds like my day in general, even without being a writer!

    • Denise

      Start writing, too! It’ll be that much more fun. 🙂

  • Elisabeth Abbott

    lol – yep, I can soooo relate!!! I tend to be distracted more by the kitties and their playing…lol

    • Denise

      My kitties were sleeping then, too. Otherwise I would have had an interlude somewhere in there where one of them jumped on my desk and demanded to be loved on. 🙂

  • Mandy

    Priceless!

  • Astra

    Loved this! I can so relate. I work full time and find my writing time comes in increments of 20-40 minutes here and there. I have a pretty big [writing] project in mind to finish before the Fall, so need to make either a) more time (hah!), or b) be more productive with the time I have.

    • Denise

      For whatever reason, I find I’m most easily distracted when I’m writing. It’s like my mind shies away from exposing myself too much. 🙂

  • SM Johnson

    Kind of sounds very similar to most of my writing sessions in the summer, right down to having to get up to see what the dog is barking at. Usually a neighbor kid looking for my kid, who’s already out running around the neighborhood. I actually write more words if I sit at the kitchen table with a notebook and pen.

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