October 11, 2010
The weather in Houston is gorgeous. So perfect I want to stay outside, smelling green and surrounded by nature, as if I have all the time in the world. No deadlines, no responsibilities, no tasks. I wonder how long it would take before the lack of demands began to feel burdensome, before I grew restless? Finding the exact right balance of structured time activity and unstructured time? Do others do this easily?
Competition motivates some people to do their best but for me I function best without the pressure. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I write for myself, to create the book I want to write, not the book that an agent will decide to represent. Focusing on an agent's acceptance creates strife, not what I want in my writing time. Writing is not my work but my passion. And I fully respect that it is others' work and that is a different story.
I love creating the characters and playing with a plotline. And sometimes I need a break from that. If I write like I have very little time, then it becomes a push. So I write like I have all the time in the world. I do, afterall.