Ever notice that when there’s something you’re supposed to be working on all kinds of other tasks, large and small, clamor for your attention. I should be working on edits to my novel but the kitchen is a mess. And I promised to bring cookies to the Super Bowl get-together tomorrow or the pile of laundry is singing my name… I know, you understand. So what’s a girl to do?
I could take care of all those pesky chores and hope there’s still time and inspiration left for editing — which, quite honestly, is not nearly as much fun as writing. Or I could leave all the mundane stuff until it threatens to overtake the apartment before I finally pitch in (because no one else who lives here even sees the mess! Yes, I mean YOU!) Or I could do what I currently do which is switch off between the two.
So, while I type this, there’s a casserole dish soaking in the sink and a load of laundry chugging away. When the washer is through, I’ll stop typing, put the stuff in the dryer, start another load, finish washing the dish and take the dog for a short walk. Then it’ll be back to writing for an hour or so. Unless and until I win the lottery or some long lost relative leaves me a fortune, I’ll be working. And as long as I’m working, my weekends will have to split between my passion and my chores.
Splitting your focus isn’t as disruptive as it may sound. I find that while I’m away from the keyboard, my brain can still cycle through thoughts and ideas about my writing/editing. Walking in the fresh air provides a lift to my spirits and reinvigorates me. Not infrequently I’ll observe something that sparks my interest or provides a brilliant inspiration. I look at these enforced breaks as positive rather than as interruptions. And if I’m really on a roll, I simply wait until I do reach a place of pause before I tackle my next chore.
Well, the washer’s done so it’s on to the next thing. Thanks for hanging in there with me. Now, go get something done!