Have you ever noticed that your muse tends to pop up at interesting times? By interesting I mean those times when there's so much else going on in life that little time remains to write?
I'm having one of those moments. I am not a writer who can write on demand. In some ways I work well with a deadline instead of an open stretch of time before me, but even a deadline can't force the words to come. I think it has more to do with motivation than an actual time frame. If I'm motivated and the muse is flowing, I tend to get a lot done. If there's no motivation and no muse, everything grinds to a standstill. Sometimes for days. Sometimes for weeks.
I'll be honest. I haven't touched my WIP in weeks. I've taken out my laptop and looked at it. Maybe tweaked a few things here and there. But I haven't really accomplished anything in a moving forward kind of way. So yesterday I made myself take a look at it again. The scene I'm on is being a real stickler. But then, an idea came to mind for a scene a little further on in the story. So I skipped ahead. And now the ideas are flowing. That finicky little muse has made itself heard.
Trouble is I have a busy day today. I can't be at my computer all day. And I've started working again, so the long leisurely weekdays of summer, when I could sit on the porch and write to my heart's content all day long, are gone. The week ahead is busy. But I'll sneak some writing in somehow. I'll carry a notebook with me and scribble if I have even five minutes to spare in the midst of real life. And hopefully my muse won't disappear.
I have the muse. I have the motivation. Now if only I had the time. And on that note, I'll be signing off. My muse is calling.
Until next time,