It is happening, I am having a hard time getting my word count in. I am having an issue finding the emotion and getting my head into the story. It is not the stories fault and I feel like I am not doing it justice trying to push through it when I know it should have my full attention.
We had a Birthday Party for two of my children today and it was wonderful. It didn’t distract me from my writing, it is not my kids or my love or my house that is getting in the way. It is ME. I didn’t sleep last night. By this means I was awake all night, sun came up, still up, and about 7:30 I managed a lite nap for an hour as 2 of my children watched Gnomeo. Course the fire alarm started to chirp saying it had a lot battery and there was no way I was going to stand on a chair on the second floor right in front of the stair case, even if I would have had a full nights sleep. It was like the world was against me, really though it is me. Just me. I am getting in my own way some how.
I choose to not take my pain killers today, not even one. It was hard most of the day but a hot shower helped a bit and normally it doesn’t. I think it is because I have been able to take it easy as of late. Or maybe after weeks of sleep deprivation I am just not all here, that is possible. LOL
Alas, I am mumbling. I am worried about my story, about my health, but you know what? TGIF. No stresses this weekend, no obligations. Just me and loves enjoying our time. Maybe a PJ weekend and pancakes and pizza and a sushi run. 🙂 I hope I can find the voice to my story again.
Wishing my fellow writers better luck than I am having.
