I had big plans. I did. I had an idea of what I was going to do, and how I wanted to do it. But when I got home from my day job on Friday, something horrible happened.
And I’m learning it happens to me every.single.weekend.
I call it the Weekend Collapse.
What happens is, I start unwinding when I hit the car. I call my wife, and we talk. On the journey home I start getting into a weekend mindset. Then when I hit the door at home I’m ready to do…nothing.
Success. That’s what I did, all weekend. Nothing.
So no new words written, even though I felt my creative voice trying to get me to the keyboard. I had ideas. I did. I still do. But…nothing.
So mission accomplished.
Something I have to learn here, and I mean post-haste, is to get beyond this weekend mindset. I want to write. And when I have something going I don’t have any problem putting words down. Oh, sure, I take breaks. I mean, it took me about 97 days to finish my last novel. But overall, I can get going and work well when I finally break inertia.
There are ways to do this. I know there are. And if I want to be a long-term professional writer, doing what I love for a living, it’s got to be disciplined and not subject to the mystical “Muse” (which is a load of crap anyway). I have ideas, but nothing solid at this point. The one thing I did have I let go, and I have to figure out how to corral those pictures and mini-movies in my head, and get them on paper (or the screen).
So, the Monday things call. Most of my day is eaten by work, but there is a lot of stuff I can still do. So I’m going to take a long, hard look at what I do when I get home, and see if I can find the key to making the shift from hobbyist to professional.
4 thoughts on “The Weekend Collapse”
Let me know what I can do to help. Maybe there’s some way I can encourage you to limit the WC to just a few hours or something.
Thanks, Love. I think it’s a matter of discipline. But you can see how things conspire. Yesterday I did some writing for the first time in more than two months and someone bangs on our door while I’m right in the middle of it. So, maybe there’s something up I don’t know about yet? We should ask Abba.
Maybe it means that office is coming sooner rather than later? Could be that, as well.
Should I understand this, Love? I don’t, FYI. 😦 Sorry! LTY!
It’s clear you need an office to work in, a distraction-free zone. I see leather furniture and lots of bookshelves, a big window. This keeps getting demonstrated over and over, so maybe the “something up” is that the office is coming down the pike soon. Because you need a place to write.
OH! Gotcha! LOL. Well… there are a whole lotta other things that need to fall in place before that happens, as you well know. Is it coming? I’ve no reason to believe so. And unless you have a hunch I haven’t got, well, we’re just belching into a hurricane, right? 😉
Besides, would YOU have answered the door last night if I hadn’t? If someone bangs on the door at 9 o’clock at night and I’m in my “office,” are you going to answer? or will I have to stop and answer anyway? Know what I mean? 🙂
It’s ok to take time– all the while you’re not writing on paper, you’re really writing in your head.
Hi, Damyanti! So nice to see you again! Thank you for the encouragement. It means a lot coming from a writer who’s as productive as you are. 🙂