Okay enough about that. Instead, it seems almost apropo this morning to talk about time. I mean last night we gained an hour (or did we lose one... I always get confused about that).
Everything we do hinges on spurts of time. Do I have time for this? We don't have time for that. Where did the time go? Making time, taking time, borrowing time, losing time. No wonder the rabbit up there looks freaked out.
And in all this, we writers scramble for the time to write - when so many other things in our lives demand our minutes. School, work, family, exercise... just to name a few things in my life using up the precious ticks of my writerly clock. Fitting it all in can be a harrowing experience.
It's the same with writing. If life isn't letting you have your big block of writing time, then take little chunks wherever you can. Ten minutes while the kids are getting dressed for school or an hour when the babies are napping, or fifteen minutes when the Daughter is taking a break between classes. Even the half-hour when the cake is baking can be used to write - if you put the timer on so it doesn't burn.
Every minute spent hitting the keyboard creeps you closer toward your goal.
And if you're feeling really spiffy, try to write and exercise at the same time with that nifty little gadget up there. As soon as I can pull $35 out of my a... budget, I'm getting one.
So, do you find yourself trying to squeeze in a little writing between other things? When do you have some spare minutes to write?