10. It is the winter, and I find the winter uninspiring.
9. I'm no longer in those early years of parenting...when my only outlet and adult conversation was with myself and my blog comments.
8. Also, those young years are really hilarious. I'm finding elementary years to not be quite as chaotic, and in need of a laugh for stress relief.
7. I've gone back to work, part-time. My creative energies are finding venues with my preschoolers and the teacher in me is soaring again...it feels so good.
6. I'm wanting privacy. I think all this social-networking has made my world feel very small, and I seem to be wanting more space just for myself without others crowding in.
5. I'm finding myself being pushed into new writing venues. And I want the time to pursue those.
4. There are now five computer users in the house and still only one computer.
3. My best time to write is in the afternoon, but if I choose to sit and write it means my youngest is going to stare at the TV for hours with no interaction while his mommy gets lots of think-time. Guilt!
2. I'm waiting...I've written a rough draft, and I'm waiting to hear back from some 2nd and 3rd readers. I find that in my writing process I like to take STOP time...stop time is when I put my work away, and I don't look at it for a time. Shorter pieces mean shorter stop time; longer works can take months of ignoring.
1. I'm asking a lot of questions, in my head. I'm doing a lot of processing. I'm doing a lot of listening. I'm collecting.
Basically I have writer's block and these are my excuses. If I wanted to write I would make the time, create the space, embrace the habit. Writing for me is an essential spiritual discipline. So there is a part of me that is distracted and restless and found wanting.