I am guilty of not following my own advice. I’m a high school English teacher. After a day of wrangling recalcitrant teenagers, I have little energy for much else. My health is not optimal as a result, and I don’t write. I need to write.
So I guess I’m writing today’s blog to myself, as well as to anyone who finds his or her way across it. There are as many different ways to write as there are writers. One of my writing friends gets up at 4am to make sure she gets her writing in. I am so NOT a morning person. It takes everything I have to drag my butt out of bed just to make it to school on time. So that’s not something that works for me. That’s important too – to know if you’re at your best in the morning, afternoon, or nighttime. I’ve had friends who wrote after their families went to bed and the house was quiet. My furry daughter gets bent out of shape when I leave her in bed and go to my computer. She suddenly wants to leave the room.
Clearly, something has to give in my world for writing time to happen. I miss the year I taught creative writing – once the kids were working on their assignments, I’d write with them. As education fixates more heavily on standardized test prep, I don’t have the luxury of creative writing time with my kiddos so often. It’s not tested.
The way I see it, I’m going to have to make some evening time to get some writing done. As soon as I figure out, of course, which project is next in my queue. I have over 40 ideas right now, and not a clue which one will actually become my next book.
Ah, the challenges of a writing life bent into a teaching life!