The joy of being a school librarian: I’ve made it all the way to summer! Yippee! Twelve weeks of nothing! No commute, no kids, no bells, no bag lunches! Nothing! What could be better?
What could be worse? I have twelve weeks of nothing, and I know exactly what can go wrong:
Summer can be wasted. On Twitter, Facebook, shopping (especially shopping!), lazing by the pool, etc. Friends call it “the time to relax that you need/want/yearn for.” I call it “time wasted.” Time can be stolen, even though I agreed to the theft. I will fly to Saint Louis next week and listen to several days of educational conference material. But I want to learn something, so that’s good. And I am happy for the bridal showers, baby showers, weddings, and other celebrations. Still, it is theft. I will need additional time, once I return, to recover my writing mojo. So far, I’ve started well, but I’m aware…
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from mermaid Susan Andrews:
There’s a problem I’ve experienced as a writer sometimes that just knocks me on my back. Mind you, I can plot, draft, write and create. I carve out time to write. I’ve created a little space for my books and my papers. I’ve learned to draft manuscripts on the train, to use my phone for making notes and jotting down ideas. I have a nifty new keyboard for my iPad. I’ve even discovered the charm of the Yonkers Will Public Library for its blissfully silent study tables.
But, every once in a while, right in the middle of things, I get stuck. That one word, the one fact I was so sure I knew, escapes me. It’s right there, ready to be typed and, at the same time, out of sight.
I’m frozen. Stuck. My dream of being A Productive Writer is smashed at my feet, at least for the moment. And, frankly, I’m a little…
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