Inertia – noun
1. inertness, esp. with regard to effort, motion, action, and the like; inactivity; sluggishness.
I am in a state of writing inertia. This happens to me from time to time. I have so much to say and so much to write about that I can’t write anything. I don’t know where to begin.
As a novice writer, I am still learning how to deal with this. Today, my day to write, I’ve exercised, been to the grocery store, done the laundry and just plain procrastinated on the internet. Now, I’m just waiting for my daughter to get out of school so I can stop feeling guilty about not having posted to my blog in almost two weeks.
To be truthful, it’s been a busy two weeks. First, my cousin from Atlanta came to visit for a long weekend so the days leading up to that visit were full of house cleaning, mulching, bathroom redecorating and planning and shopping for the food for her welcome dinner party with 8 of our closest friends. The whole weekend was a huge success and included a block party, a morning at the beach, a few walks, fabulous food and one extremely hot soccer game.
After she left, and I caught up on my laundry, bills, children etc., it was time for me to get ready to go on a trip to see my 93 year old grandmother in North Carolina. Leaving town requires planning and packing for the kids to be with their dad and for every last little piece of dirty laundry to be washed and put away. I’m a little compulsive about that. Throw in a few soccer and baseball practices and games, some half days of school and a visit to the orthodontist and you see where the time goes.
Imagine if I worked more than 8 hours a week outside of the home. I’m almost embarrassed to admit that I only work that much. I used to work more hours than that but then I wasn’t trying to be a writer. And I think that the more hours you work, the better you are at managing your time because you have to be. I don’t really need to devote a whole hour to unloading my dishwasher or reading the New York Times cover to cover.
So, I got back from North Carolina yesterday. I had a great visit with my grandmother. And my mother and brother who were there too. And I even got to see my cousin from Atlanta there. That visit is the subject of my next post.
But for now, I just have to run out with my husband to drop one of our cars off for servicing. Then pick up the kids at school, come home and make dinner. But I have no more trips planned, at least not until Thanksgiving. The next few weeks are free and clear. And I can feel my inertia lifting with this post. I’ll have to remember this the next time I’m stuck. Doing it beats thinking about it.