Getting Back into Writing | Honest To Blog #3

I’m struggling to start writing anything of meaning. I have an unfinished manuscript that’s nearly three years in the making, and yet I can’t bring myself to finish it. 

I make excuses of work, and sleep, and social life, but truthfully, I’m not sure what is stopping me from tapping those keys and producing something to be proud of. 

The book I am writing is the second in a trilogy, but despite having planned out the remainder of the plot, I can’t seem to do anything more than make notes. It’s as if I’ve grown bored of the characters, or perhaps they aren’t behaving the way I wanted them to? Who knows, well I should really… 

My friends just tell me to start small with the words, write something else to get back into the habit. I guess that’s what this blog series is: getting back into writing. 

Let’s see if it works, shall we?

Mel x

Head In The Clouds | Blogging

I’m ill. As in tissue-box-follows-me-around-the-room,-where-is-my-medication ill. And it couldn’t have come at a worse time! Work has been crazy so I am too busy right now to be run down by some silly cold, but here I am.

I spent all last night and most of this morning dozing in bed watching YouTube and Netflix, hugging my tissue box and just generally feeling like crap.

But, if I want to be a super-awesome author within the next decade; then I don’t have time for lounging around in bed feeling sorry for myself! So, I hauled my ass into the shower, did a bit of pampering and let the steam clear out my lungs, dried my hair and jumped straight in front of my laptop.

And of course, my mind went blank! It’s not secret that I’ve been having some serious issues when it comes to writing my most recent manuscript, as I have been working on it for over a year and have still only written 22,000 words of my minimum word count of 60,000. So suffice it to say, I am not loving how my head is in the clouds these days – and being ill is not helping. *sad face*

So suffice it to say, I am not loving how my head is in the clouds these days – and being ill is not helping. *sad face*.

Maybe I will feel newly inspired after a walk into town, or maybe I’ll feel like I’ve caught the plague and go straight to sleep – but I can’t stay hauled up in bed all day… I’m an adult: I’ve got stuff to do!

Ciao.

I’m Slacking, Guys

I know I’m slacking on the writing front, let’s be honest shall we? Life just keeps getting in the way.

I’m broke.

I’m working all the time.

I’m attempting to socialize with friends… which is making me broke.

So I have to work more…

VICIOUS CIRCLE MY FRIENDS!

It’s not that I don’t have the time to write, or a lack of ideas – I’ve got two ongoing projects at the moment – but I’m lacking motivation.

Just like anyone else, the last thing I want to do when I get home from work… is work. And even though I adore writing with my entire heart and soul: it’s still hard work. Instead, I come home and watch CSI or NCIS and worry about my pet rabbit, or how I’m going to save for a flat by Christmas 2016.

Our personal lives get in the way of our career lives sometimes, and it can’t be helped. But if Stephen King managed to teach, provide for his family and write ‘Carrie’, then I’m sure I can manage to finally finish ‘Finding Jennifer’.