I’ve been wanting to sit down and write on Richard Armitage related topics several times over the past few days, but every time I find some time, something or someone seems to interrupt the process.
This seems to be a limb with two branches. The first branch is “brain space.” I don’t mean to come across as condescending or overly dramatic, and I’m not sure how this works for other people, but in order for me to concentrate, to write, I need to have some peace and quiet. I don’t think I’m alone in saying that writing begins in the head, and if the head is being constantly bombarded with outside stimuli, it is impossible to think.
Case in point: This morning, I was laying in bed thinking tons of productive thoughts about the blog and about how I’m going to wrap up Recovery. The resident eight year old space invader had crept in at some point and was blissfully asleep next on the far side of the bed. Thought continued along several promising avenues until some minutes later when my son entered for the morning check-in. Contrary to his usual pattern of peeking in to see if I’m up, today he came all the way in and actually spoke to me. This woke Mini-me and initiated a concentration shattering chain reaction that started with her whining that her eyes itch (allergies), proceeded to them wrestling for space on the bed and culminated in him asking me, “Do you like Gouda?”
When I remarked that such random non-sequiturs had totally driven all productive thought from my mind he replied in his best Poindexter voice, “It’s a scientific fact that early morning dreams and thoughts are fleeting…you should really write them down.” Well thank you Prof. Obvious! *sigh* I would like to point out that this is not an entirely isolated incident lately, and that school starts in 20 days and 12 hours.
When I am finally able to find some “brain space” the second branch of the issues is a physical space that is conducive. For me, writing at home is a challenge, even when I’m alone (which seems like virtually never lately). There are so many distractions. *Buzz* the dryer stopped…better get those shirts out before they wrinkle. *Ding-dong*…neighbor asks me to water her plants while she’s away, etc. There are also a million things that I “should” be doing around the house on any given day. Thus, focus is elusive.
I’ve struggled with this for a while with professional writing. I’m not an hourly employee, and a lot of the time I spend in my office is my own, so it might serve as an appropriate writing space away from household distractions, but in my office, I’m really a teacher. When I’m there during the school year, things like lecture prep, grading, student meetings, syllabi, book selection, ad infinitum make it a space that is often too “cluttered” for me to concentrate on a writing project. In addition to this, I work in a shared office space, so distractions abound. This problem is a compounded when I’m writing on RAcy topics. Although my office mates have a general idea what I am writing, I’d rather not have someone walk behind me to get a book from the shelf while I’m busily writing a RAcy scene – talk about coitus interruptus!
I know from experience that places like the public library and Starbucks won’t work for me either – I am much too avid a people watcher! I recently found out via the local news that there is a growing trend of places offering workspace rentals for the self employed who prefer not to work from home. Even better, there is one such place local to me – Shazam! I am looking into it!