Writing Time Misplaced

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I’ve recent embarked on a project in addition to my WiP Novel. I dare not say anymore about it because of a superstition I acquired long ago when I was a young teenage. If you want something to happen–if it’s close and dear to your heart–Do Not Talk About It! Don’t even mention it to loved ones who would just going to support you in the matter. If you do, the chances of your dreams falling into ruin are much more likely. You can talk about it all you want only after you’ve obtained whatever it is you’re pining for.

This new venture started late last week and I was a little shocked at how it grabbed me, not letting go for anything. it commenced with an email I sent to my writing buddy, in which I was questioning my writing skills. In the second email she sent back to me, she throw an idea at me that felt as if it had knocked me off my feet. It lead to eight other emails back and forth, elaborating on the possibilities.

By the time Saturday evening arrived, plans, strategies, and tasks were swirling and churning in my mind. All day Sunday–Easter, no less–I was working on arrangements to get this idea in full swing without letting go of the other tasks on my daily agenda. (Easter was uneventful this year due to minor illness.)

My WiP Novel is an endeavor of earnestness to me. I probably shouldn’t have broadcast it through my blog. I just may have jinxed the project. Still, I won’t let go of it. I’m prodded through my own dreams to complete it. I give myself at least four hours each day to plow through as many sentences as I possibly can. As much as I love this new idea, I will not, under any circumstances, let my WiP suffer.

I’ve read about writers who let their surrounding and themselves get dirty, grimy, and smelly. I could never be one of those writers. There are times when I long to have that kind of focus, but it’ll never happen with me. If I don’t clean up the kitchen after meals, I find myself waking up in the middle of the night to do that task. With three indoor cats, the fur flies 24/7. Fur on anything other than the animal makes me think of filth. I must vacuum and dust. I feel raunchy if my body, teeth, and hair aren’t clean. Therefore, personal hygiene is a must. This new project is one I, most assuredly, will get done, but not at the expense of a dirty house or a disgusting appearance.

I’ve had this particular blog since 2013. It’s gone through some major changes in topics and numerous design revisions. I’ve become quite attached to it and the value it has bestowed on me. It’s become my avenue into the world that would otherwise be meager and depressing.

In order to feel confident with this new intention, I feel I must be able to keep what I have going, which means figuring out how and where to add this in my daily life. By Sunday night, I thought I had it all pretty much decided. I was tired and drained.

Monday morning, I woke up early with an annoying sore throat. It didn’t deter me though. I was all revved up to attempt my routine for the day. I did my normal–check the email inboxes (three of them). There was little to scan, let alone read. This was my time to get busy on this new venture. I started collecting the data I’d need to rework. When the notice I set up on my PC to remind me it was time to work on the novel popped up, I closed the folder and opened the one showing my yWriter files.

I worked two hours before getting to the laundry that needed folding. After that, I realized I had a little time to do some more gathering of information before my next WiP writing session. When dinner time rolled in, I felt like I had done a fair day’s work. The throat was still irritating and I had developed a raspy cough. Still, I was rather pleased with myself.

My whole demeanor changed at approximately eight that evening. I realized I had abandoned all thought of any kind of blog entry for the following morning. Come on now, what kind of  doofus am I? One who can’t remember something she’s been doing for three years at the same site. The shame hit me with force that I couldn’t deny.

Yes, I’m quite aware that I’m not a perfect human being and I should give myself some slack. After all, my blog isn’t one to accompany a business of any sort so there isn’t any income to be lost. Nor are there any clients that are going to go elsewhere for services if I don’t maintain my blog perfectly. My blog is purely personal where I devolve glimpses of my personality and my life. No one will die if I don’t have that Tuesday post up for the few who follow my trifling adventures.

Still, because of personal principles, I have this self-concocted guilt about the missing post of this last Tuesday. I didn’t achieve something I knew, for certain, I could do; if for no other reason, I’ve don’t it numerous times before. I can’t imagine being the only one who feels this way after a blunder. I am not an image of Paul Simon’s song, I am a Rock, I am an Island, after all.

I can’t wipe the failure away, but I have a proven method to get rid of the guilt. I own up to the fault, misdeed, or, in this case, the omission and carry on from that moment. I can’t say it worked every time, but it works often enough that it’s the first thing I try to get my mind on an even keel.

So, sorry I didn’t get an entry in for this last Tuesday. I have a couple of good excuses, but, as with most failings, no good reasons.


Do you have a way to put your bungles behind you?

I write because I’m afraid to say some things out loud. ~Gordon Atkinson, reallivepreacher.com


12 thoughts on “Writing Time Misplaced

  1. I too am not a huge fan of announcing something for fear of jinxing it. It is probably why I took so long to mention the fact that I’m writing a book on my blog. Ever since I mentioned that last year, progress on the book has been slow. It’s coming along, yes, but much slower than before I announced it.

    Don’t be too hard on yourself about blogging. Rest well and get well soon. When we aren’t feeling well, it is always hard to get going on things.

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    1. Now the question is why do we jinx ourselves like this? We know how we emotionally think and yet we go against that grain. Why can’t we accept that we’re a little quirky?

      I wouldn’t have felt guilty at all if I had been using up Kleenex like it was going out of style, but I was taking Dayquil so more of the symptoms were alleviated. Anyway, I’m on the mend and just have the sniffles now. 🙂


      1. It really is anyone’s guess why we jinx ourselves this way. It usually leads to disappointment. Perhaps when we make our goals known out loud, in a way we are setting ourselves an expectation. If we keep to ourselves, in a way we are allowing ourselves to take our time – less expectations on our part and from others.

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        1. I think you may be on to something here, Mabel. By not having the expectation, the stress isn’t as great, which, with some of us, means we focus better on the goal and are, therefore, more likely to reach it. 😉

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  2. One of the important aspect of blogging is it’s yours–your rules, your effort. It’s fun because it’s without pressure. Don’t even think about a missed blog; think of it more as a fresh take.

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    1. As I told Sharon Bonin-Pratt up above, I more or less know that any followers I have are understanding and don’t give it a second thought. However, to rid myself of the guilt, I do this ritual to make doubly sure no one is offended. It’s just a superstition. I have several of these haunting around in my head. 😛


  3. I tend to be a little OC about my blog posts. during March, I missed a couple of “deadlines” and guess what? Nobody really was upset. I’m not sure most noticed or cared. I took that to mean that I can cut myself some slack. I did that on Thursday and, for the first time, I was just as fine with it as everyone else. I know why I was late, I approved at the time (when I gave up) and I got a good night’s sleep, which is what I needed so much more than to be on time with my post.

    I read every post you write Glynis. I have a group of bloggers who, regardless of how busy I am, I don’t skip reading their posts and you’re in that group. I’ll take whatever and whenever, so you can cut yourself some slack (note: this is one man’s opinion, it may not reflect all readers, your mileage may vary 🙂

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    1. When you weren’t giving yourself “slack” (overuse of the word now), did you feel guilty enough that it haunted you for a while, if only for a few hours? The reason I ask is I’ve been told I have a tendency to be “a people pleaser” when I shouldn’t be that concerned. I’d like to shave some of that off (not all though). If you have felt the guilt, what have you done to rid yourself of it? My method works, but every once in a while, it doesn’t so I want to find something to fall back on. Any ideas?

      Dan, I’m so flattered that I’m in your elite group of bloggers. I visit your blog faithfully too. I keep on wanting to pinpoint the reason for the interest and loyalty because, let’s face it, despite how much we reveal to anyone in cyberspace, we’re basically, at the most, acquaintances, unless there’s a relationship off the internet. In knowing the reason though, I wonder if it would ruin the connection. (Don’t mind me, just pondering out loud.)

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      1. I think my issue is one of confidence. I’d feel, not so much guilty, but like I failed a little, because I got trapped into the idea that I was writing for the people that were reading, and that I had to “deliver” in order to keep that audience. I have to remind myself that I enjoy writing. If people like what I write, that’s great, but it should always be what I want to write and occasionally, what I feel compelled to write. I follow a lot of different people “regularly” and for a variety of reasons. You seem to write from the heart – your heart, not an imagined, this is what writing from the heart sounds like, kind of writing. I appreciate honesty. Also, I think that I learn something watching you when you wrestle with ideas. Don’t worry though. Don’t feel like if you stop wrestling, I’ll stop reading. I don’t think it’s in you to stop being honest. That’s all that really matters.

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  4. Glynis, write when you can. Don’t beat yourself up for missing a post. We all understand that life happens and our routines can get pretty messed up. About your new project, I’m glad you announced it on your blog – I think that this will allow for lots of positive energy to flow your way. My continued best wishes to you!


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