I wrote this post back in June. It has been a good three years since I wrote Vol. 2 in this series and I thought the timing, as coincidental as it was, was kinda fateful as well. Around that time I was struggling to write, to come up with and stick to my ideas, to focus on putting words on paper.
I never posted this post while things with writing got worse.
This blog got one year old in June. For better or for worse, only my close friends know about it and I found the nerve to add it to my twitter account a couple of weeks ago. Yesterday, I made an Instagram account and for the first time, I didn’t hesitate. My blog was up there for everyone to see.
Camp Nano Ahead!
It’s eleven days until Camp Nano!
I had totally forgotten about it until my NaNoWriMo moderators posted on Facebook about cabins and invitations. It was a call back to reality, if I want to be honest, because my writing has been suffering for the most part of the past couple of months, albeit not as much as I thought it did.
When inspiration abandons me – which happens every so often that has become mildly annoying, I’m going after it. I try everything because I’m all out of ego on the matter. Most of the times, I try to lure it back with chocolate cookies.
For a while now, I have been flirting with the idea to make myself get out every day and go to a café to write. From previous experiences, it has always helped me when I was serious about the work I wanted to do and the fact that I needed a distraction-free environment (yes, I mean the internet).
I like being around of people when I work. I like the voices around me that make no sense, the random noise in the café, the music in the background that most times is unbearable, people moving around endlessly. All these create a kind of white noise that helps me focus. It’s enough for me to shut it out, and not enough to distract me.