A combination of factors in November reminded me of something important: writing is all about the timing.
By which I mean, it’s all about making the time to write, rather than having cleverly-timed one-liners or excellent pacing beats in your books (though those help too!). This past November, doing Nano, was the first time in ages that I had a specific word count I was trying to reach, and in order to do it I found myself sacrificing things I’d been too precious with to give up earlier.
Like sleep. Now, normally this is not my favorite thing to do, but my husband’s work schedule has changed so he’s getting up at 5:30 in the morning. Frankly, I’m pretty much awake once he’s up, so I might as well get up and write. And I can usually get in 1K in the morning before the baby wakes up, and that (Nano aside) is my daily quota, so…yeah. All I *really* have to do to make that pretty feasible is go to bed an hour earlier. (Which, of course, getting up an hour earlier makes easier, too…)
Like TV. A friend of mine says if you’ve got time to watch TV, you have time to write. I’d been reaaaaaaaalllllllly letting myself go on that, and spending an evening after the baby’s bedtime just snuggling down and watching an episode of this or that. I’d convinced myself I couldn’t write in the evenings anyway, so it didn’t matter. But I was never anywhere near my daily Nano wordcount, so for the last couple weeks of November I retreated for an hour’s worth of writing, and gosh, it turns out I *can* write in the evenings. I just didn’t *want* to.
Lunch hour. Nap time. On the commute. Those are all different times I’ve stolen in the past to make sure the writing got done. Now that I’ve rediscovered some of them, I’m feeling quite efficient. How about you? What time have you stolen, lately?