I wish I could place a do not disturb sign on my forehead. Or a cone of silence around my writing area. Maybe a writer beacon could flash in the sky alerting all who know me that I am in the writing zone.
Maybe I need a cape with a big W on it so others would recognize my typing is a super human feat requiring total concentration.
But in the real world we all know there are interruptions.
My elderly mother calls three times a day. Each call is something little she needs or remembered. Some are the same information spaced hours apart. She forgets she told me.
My son hands me his baby to entertain. No matter I was right in the middle of research or tweaking something. (Oh, but I do love playing with the baby.)
My daughter calls to remind me to take her dog out because she won’t be home until the end of the week. So out I go, dog on leash, poop bag in hand.
The dogs (yes there are two, both belong to my adult children) stare me down begging for attention. The littlest one crawls up in my lap if I am sitting on the couch or overstuffed chair, squeezing between me and my keyboard.
My granddaughters asked for me to print off coloring pages when they see me at my computer. After all isn’t it what Gramma’s are for?
My hubby reads me the latest interesting thing he finds on Facebook while I am trying to compose the perfect sentence.
My parents need to be taken to the doctor, ban, grocery store. They need to be reminded which medications to take when. And told how to correctly set the thermostat for the hundredth time.
I can’t stop checking e-mail and answering every important one immediately. Those answers always take a few paragraphs. I spend extra time making sure there are no typos or unclear passages. After all I am a writer.
I have to finish that novel I couldn’t put down the night before. Then it is out of my mind and I can concentrate on my own novel.
My fav show is coming on soon.
I’m exhausted from work and want to veg for a while or hours or days.
Clean the house for another family get-together. Decorate for another birthday party.
Paint the house, clean the house, do the yardwork, grocery shop.
AHHHHHH!!!!! Interruptions abound.
Yet, I still get the blog posts done, sometimes a little later than scheduled.
I get the article or short story emailed on time.
And edits and critiques get done.
Novel ideas take shape
Book reviews get written.
Such is the writer’s life. I’m sure, like me, many of those interruptions in your life have turned into some interesting articles, devotionals, plot twists and blog posts. Kinda like this one. 🙂
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