Organizing your Writing Life When Words Fail You
Sometimes all you can do is hold on and give yourself permission to do nothing.
August 24, 2013 - 11:00 am
Organizing Your Creative Life in 13 Weeks:
Prolific science fiction novelist Sarah Hoyt follows up her “Your Novel in 13 Weeks” PJ Lifestyle series with a new weekly experiment each Saturday to figure out the best way for all creative types working from home to better organize their efforts.
Week Zero, Introduction: Organizing Your Creative Life In 13 Weeks
Week 1/2, Preparation: The Case For Making Lots of Lists
Week One: How to Make Your Mind Like Water
Week Three: The Lone Writer Against The Time Masters
Week Four: How to Tame Your Subconscious
Week Seven: 4 Tips So You Don’t Organize Yourself to Death
The advantage of a good organization method is that it can keep you going and meeting deadlines even when everything goes awry. When the excrement, metaphorically speaking, hits the rotating object, you have something to fall back on. You wind up your penguin timer, you take a big breath, and you dive down and keep ticking, just like the penguin, following the Pomodoro technique through thick and thin.
Or you would, if you were a robot.
I confess the disaster that was the end of last week and beginning of this one had an effect that took me by surprise: Words failed me. For the second time in my life – the first time was when I gave myself concussion by passing out in the bathroom and hitting my head so hard my glass prescription went up a diopter in the left eye and two in the right – I had to think to get to the words.
I can’t begin to describe how weird this is for me. I have a dim – very dim – memory of thinking without words, but I’m fairly sure it’s a false memory since according to my mom I was gabbing away around one and a half years of age.
Everything was going along fine, and I’d blocked off Saturday morning to do my homework for the current course –I’m taking a class on publicity for indie publishers from Dean Wesley Smith, and three weeks in (haven’t listened to this week’s lecture, yet) I can heartily recommend it – except in the morning I walked to the post office to mail back some contracts. I took younger son for company and we had a grand old time discussing everything and nothing, as we usually do. As we came back in the door, I found my husband ready to go out. He told me not to put my purse down. We were going to the hospital right away. One of our closest friends was in ICU.