Sometimes in the wonderful world of creative pursuit you have days where you just plain don’t. feel. like. doing it. No matter what the reason is, the words aren’t coming. The ideas aren’t flowing. The fingers aren’t typing. It’s incredibly frustrating.
Now, all the real, legit authors out there will tell you that in those times, there’s nothing to do but press forward. Keep writing (or painting, or singing, or composing, or whatever it is that you do). Get to work even though you don’t feel like it, and more often than not you’ll find yourself getting into the swing of it.
And other times you’ll find yourself writing a blog post instead.
Normally I agree 100% with the get-to-work-and-make-it-happen mantra. If I waited to write until I got the warm, tingly, inspired feeling I’d never write a word. But this weekend I was just plain off my game. I stared at the computer. I studied my revision notes. I analyzed the manuscript, turning its plot and characters over and over in my mind. But when it came to doing the actual, real revision work that’s going to take my book from “bleh” to “holy crap this is awesome,” I just was not feeling it this weekend. But I am not one to sit idle; I am a creature of activity. So here are the things I was doing this weekend (*cough cough* when I SHOULD have been writing *cough cough*).
Going to see a play with some friends. The play was Moliere’s The School for Wives, and it was incredible…until the end when the cast broke out with a full-scale musical theatre-style rendition of “Que Sera, Sera.” That part was very strange, I’m pretty sure I could feel the vibrations from Moliere rolling over in his Frenchman grave. Thank goodness they had wine for sale at intermission; it helped us through that awkwardness. Oh and this is important: my favorite line from the script, which I now plan to use as my primary insult, was “Stupidity is your cup of tea.” BURN.
Not technically sleeping in, but also not getting out of bed, either. In the mornings, once I’m up I’m up. And since my husband spent the weekend rising at 7 to go into the office (#auditlyfe), I did too. Well, minus the accounting part. Believe me, I should never be in charge of financial matters valued at over $5. Anyway, when Andy left I remained in bed for hours – tangent: did you know there’s such a thing as the Smithsonian channel and they teach you really cool things about the most venomous snakes in Asia and the secrets of the American Museum of Natural History in NYC?
Charging my Jawbone. And not hitting my step goal (like, ever).
Helping Andy with his flat tire. Luckily he is brilliant and decided it would be smart to leave his car at the Discount Tire a few blocks from our house overnight, because the next morning when we went back to tend to it, the tire was completely flat and the car was un-drivable. Turns out he’d driven over a pothole and it smashed in his tire rim, which is why the air was leaking out so dramatically. But DON’T WORRY we got him a new rim that matches the others closely enough and now his Honda is doing much better. Exciting stuff, folks.
Shopping for groceries. Because we are humans and humans need to eat food and that food has to be purchased at the store. The more exciting items in this week’s grocery haul include, but are not limited to: jalapeno Havarti cheese (dreamy), kale (turns out it’s not so bad if you don’t attempt to cook it – I like it raw in chopped salad form) and cupcake ingredients (heyoooo).
Playing with AfterLight. Do you have this app? I know I’m only about 2 years too late but this app is my new favorite thing ever. I would disclose the amount of time I spent playing with it yesterday afternoon, but that would be embarrassing and I want you to like me. Besides, I think the pictures will tell you themselves.
So that’s what I did this weekend when I wasn’t writing. What did you do this weekend? Did you have more fun than me? Did you hear that Natalie and her husband bought a house (YAY NATALIE)?
—The Wife in Training