It’s Friday – it’s Writing Warriors day! I’m loving joining in with Stephanie’s linky every Friday. Blogging about how my writing week has gone is really helping to clarify some of my thoughts, and I’ve been setting myself challenges which feel like they’re helping me get somewhere. I’m not quite sure where yet but I’m just enjoying being ‘on the journey’ at the moment. Reading about other people’s writing experiences is really thought-provoking too and I’ve got into some really interesting discussions off the back of them.
So, how has this week gone?
- Last week I set myself an ongoing challenge to write a limerick over the weekend, using my sons’ and husband’s ideas as inspiration. I’m going to be posting them on Mondays. I posted the first of them this Monday. It is full of terrible rhymes and would not win any prizes for great literature but it was fun to write and I felt quite chuffed to have produced it. The challenge continues…
- After writing my post last week I also set myself the goal of writing a short piece of prose. Basically because it’s something I never do: I tend to write poetry or short stories. Anything under 1500 words is highly unusual so I thought it would be a good thing to have a go at. I published it in a post yesterday linking up with #Prose4T. I was quite pleased with it, in a way. It’s not my usual prose style though, in fact I felt myself going into poetic mode as I was writing it. I’d like to try writing something short that is less whimsical. A new challenge!
- Having decided it was unsustainable keep going with the two hours a day of creative writing (over and above blogging) I’d managed last week, this week I tried just one hour. With slightly surprising results. In some ways it was much easier to find the time, just because I needed to find less of it. And most days I succeeded. But, funnily enough, without the strict discipline of insisting I wrote for two hours a day, I found myself slipping. I didn’t use my time as well. I faffed about on facebook. I spent more time blog hopping unnecessarily. Then this morning I realised that yesterday I just forgot to write at all! Well, I was constantly running some limericks over in my head that I’m trying to write for a competition but I never actually sat down and wrote. It was a busy day but I didn’t even make the attempt. Which is weird because I’m usually desperate to write.
I’m not sure quite what to take from this. Do I need to be stricter with myself? I didn’t get as much written this week as last week which is a shame but is that all bad? I got on top of some of the tasks that I’d failed to do last week, spent time with my kids and yesterday, despite the lack of writing I had a nice day and got some other stuff done and got an early night so I guess the day had value in other ways. I feel a bit guilty but simultaneously I think it’s ridiculous of me to feel guilty about it. Maybe I just need to go easier on myself?
When we set ourselves writing goals are they always helpful? Can they put us under unnecessary pressure? Can they make it harder to juggle everything in our lives? Are we giving ourselves something to feel guilty over if we don’t meet them?
Should I just be considering blogging as ‘creative writing time’ or is it useful to keep them separate?
Right, the baby has just woken from his nap so I need to post this. I haven’t got time to organise these questions more coherently!
This week is half term so I’m going to be covered in all three kids all week so I’m not going to set myself any particular challenges apart from the on-going limerick one. I’m just going to be mulling things over. Stephanie’s post this morning was very thought-provoking!