In life we can take those things we need or want to do and put them into blocks, like blocks of time. Depending on the block is whether we get right to it or we end up procrastinating about it all. I tend to be a procrastinator, even though I don’t want to be.
When it comes to writing, I can put my fiction into one big block and nonfiction into another big one. Then those big ones break down into smaller ones where Mari’s book is one and then the fiction book I’m writing now is another.
At the moment, I’m concentrating more on my fiction one. I’ve written more in the last couple of months that I have in the last year, but even then I find it hard to motivate myself to do it which I don’t understand. All I can think is that maybe it’s what the book is about that makes it hard. I’m dealing with some hard issues for my characters like loss. I’ve been told that the subject matter it is on isn’t an easy one to do. I don’t necessarily agree in that the words mostly come easy. But it’s delving deep sometimes that can really pull the emotion out of me as I pour it into the page, or at least I hope.
Here’s a great quote that I read in the book: One morning at my desk, an essay I’ve had an idea about starts to unreel itself like a satin ribbon. Six hours later, I look up and realize I’ve been writing with ease. — MARY KARR
