byon July 7th, 2010 at 09:13 PM (555 Views)
I haven't written anything today. Oh I started out with the best intentions, but it just didn't happen. Part of me feels guilty for not getting in my required writing, but the other part of me (the realistic part) says, 'Yo, <bleep> happens!' And it does. Often.
I'm neurotic...sort of. I worry all the time. I worry that the series I've been working on for a year (3 manuscripts written and one in the works) is going to bomb and never see the light of day. So to counteract that, I start another manuscript just in case. But I hate having more than one project on the burner. I like to finish projects before moving on to the next.
I'm also a pantster, laid back, yeah mon writer. You know, the one who starts spouting words like "muse", "organic writing", and "creative flow". I hate forcing myself to write. I can't do it because I feel strangled...creatively. When the creative juices are flowing, I can pound out words so fast my head spins, but the minute I sit down with the mind-set of "having to write", I find myself staring at a blank wall.
Is there no happy medium? There has to be. There has to be some way to be the organized, thoughtful writer as well as the creative, word-loving flower child. I haven't quite found it yet, but I'm getting there. I only hope I can find it before I start dealing with deadlines because how do you tell an editor "But my flower child is on vacation this week. She doesn't deal well with deadlines."