I’m feeling incredibly grumpy and agitated right now. It seems like any time I sit down to write, distractions explode from every direction making it impossible to focus.
Typically, the kids ignore me. Unless I sit down at my computer with the intent to write. Suddenly, they need me for everything. It doesn’t matter if I set them up with a delicious snack and they have full bellies, it doesn’t matter if they’ve been completely absorbed with their toys for the past hour, ignoring every attempt I make to talk to them. If I sit down at that computer, all hell breaks loose.
Which makes me frustrated, considering each time I pull myself away and engage with them in play, they start ignoring me again. They’ll ignore me until I attempt to write again.
It’s definitely an intentional act designed to drive me to the deepest recesses of insanity.
It’s definitely working.
I just want to finish the first draft of my manuscript so I can read it over and see how little sense it makes. I wonder if I’ve written “OMG JUST LET ME WRITE IN PEACE FOR ONE HOUR IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?!” instead of a scene.
If I could sit down and actually focus long enough to accomplish any thing at all, I’d be able to pump out more books. I have a billion ideas floating around up here in my noggin, and little to no time to get them out and on the page (or rather, the screen).