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.