This has never happened to me before. I can usually squeeze in at least an hour or two of writing everyday and I’ve done that for numerous years. But lately I haven’t been able to write. And it’s NOT WRITER’S BLOCK.
We got a new computer program at work and it is playing havoc with me and my life. No, I’m not talking loads of overtime. In fact, there has been no overtime. But my brain is on overload all day as I learn how to use this new program to do my job, and when I go home at night, I’m exhausted. My brain is fried.
I used to wake up thinking about my current writing project. As I woke up, I’d think about plot twists and problem areas in my current novel. Now I wake up thinking about this new obstacle in my life.
I used to write at night and then spend an hour or two with my husband watching television.
This change in my life has worn me out so much that I’m crashing around seven each night.
There’s nothing I can do about it, but learn the program and hope things get easier.
But it’s more than my job. My laptop crashed, so I bought a new one and now I’m learning Windows 8 at home. Then there are the hours I’ve had to spend in the dentist’s chair. I suppose I should be happy that I could get a new computer, and that I can afford to go to the dentist…
And my son… he’s a senior in high school so we had to get him registered for the SAT tests. And we helped him decide where he wants to go to college. And there’s the endless support and encouragement in his search for a part-time job.
In the meantime, whenever I can, I think about my current project and I dream about future projects, and when I find a spare moment, I jot down notes. I’m hoping everything will work out in a month or so.
If it doesn’t, I suppose I will have to evaluate my life. If I have to make changes I will because writing has to be part of my life. It has to be.
Have you ever had this problem? I wonder if Charles Dickens ever did?