Some Weeks Are Better Than Others
There are some weeks where it just doesn’t come together. Everyone has them. Somehow, though, for a writer, it’s just disheartening when it happens. I know a number of writers for whom this is true. Writers, as I’ve mentioned here before, don’t have a boss, have no water cooler for chats about the latest episode of “Desperate Housewives”, and no lunch buddies. They work just as hard as everyone else, but without the camaraderie that can characterize the more pleasant offices.
This is not to say that in-law issues, kid problems or car challenges – general life stuff – hits an office worker any less than a writer; but it’s just easier for a writer to put down his or her work and focus on the challenge of the day. A general person with a job-outside-the-home has a boss to whom to report, and colleagues to whom they are responsible for good work product. Otherwise they get fired. In a way, when disaster hits an employee, it’s almost a relief to go to work where none of the chaos is happening. Maybe there’s different chaos, but different is better sometimes! I remember this clearly from my time in various jobs when I was younger.
So this week has been a tough one with various kid/family and home issues popping up, as well as the charity work that I am doing heating up. I’ve let it all consume my brain and lower my productivity writing-wise. I’ve worked very hard to clear up the issues, so I’ve not been idle. But my writing life has taken the hit. Sometimes it’s just what happens. I’m doing the very best I can and it has to be good enough for now. One day at a time.