The Little Things

I’ve officially become a writer. So I should be hopping out of my bed and prancing over to my computer to go put words down, right?

Wrong.

I am still getting around 2K words down per day, but I am finding it increasingly difficult to just wander over to my computer and start writing. I have a routine and a method and it works for me. But my brain is wandering in a direction that is completely contrary to the routine and method. It is thinking about all the little things that I have to do in the next week or so as I prepare to move.

I have to clean. Pack. Repack because obviously it won’t be good enough the first time. Read and make enough videos to last while I get re-situated in my life back in the States. I have to start organising my schedule. Planning out social media posts for the next month or so. Clean. Pack. Deal with food.

Basically, my brain is all over the place and my stories are suffering for it. What to do, what to do?

As far as I can tell, there is only one thing to do. Keep writing and believe that the rest will just fall in line. Until then, I have a headache and need to go buy groceries.