Today makes four weeks since KRH was born. I’m still writing. That’s good.
So maybe it isn’t the total success I had hoped for. I had hoped to devote a lot more time to writing than I’ve managed. I intended to get back to writing the first day after KRH was born, and use all the free time I had to put in short word-sprints. That certainly hasn’t happened.
Here’s what is working. My wife, bless her, is being excellent about allowing me to get away to the gym and the library (my current writing space). When I’m at home, I feel much more compelled to hover around in case I’m needed. Certainly, that allows me to change diapers, burp KRH and keep my wife fed as needed, and that’s been needed in the last four weeks. I’ve also been quite lucky to be able to take two weeks vacation, and then take work from home with some frequency over the last two weeks. But while that’s been helpful, my wife is determined that I be able to get away to write and take care of myself.
Hence, the library. It’s a much easier space to go to, turn off my phone, and concentrate. It’s nicer that new library recently opened about a three minute drive from my house, so it’s a nice, comfortable space. I’ve never had a problem finding a chair or an outlet, and it’s quiet enough that I’m rarely distracted there. This has made an impact on my productivity.
Another thing that’s been helpful is the fact that it’s National Novel Writing Month. NaNoWriMo holds a special place in my heart; my wife and I met during it and we’ve been participants for 12 years. She helps run the local chapter and we have many friends who we see often for meet-ups and write-ins. Writing can be a hugely solitary act, so writing as part of a community can be really helpful. Going to some events has been really helpful, because it’s a set time to get some words in. We don’t stay as long as we usually do, and one of us is usually holding KRH while the other is writing, but writing is still happening for both of us. Given that NaNoWriMo taught me how to butt-in-chair and write even when I don’t feel like it, this is really just re-learning a useful lesson.
As such, I’ve managed to write about 45,000 words of the first draft I’ve been working on since mid-October. It’s my usual level of NaNoWriMo quality, which is to say it’s riddled with typos, continuity errors and more, but it’s a big part of my creative writing process to be able to work on a first draft this way. The rest of the year is about making those drafts into something worthwhile.
After those four weeks, am I happy with my progress writing since KRH arrived? No. But here’s my secret; I’m never happy with my writing progress. No amount of success, no number of hours spent, pages edited or words typed ever feels like enough. I’m not where I want to be, so I always feel like I could be doing more. But given the circumstances, I feel satisfied with where I’m at. For now, that’ll have to do.