Sunday, February 21, 2010
I now have an office. It's because I have to finish this book soon. Have to. I will finish it if it kills me.
Through experience I have learned that writing means cleaning. When I have something difficult to write I clean a lot to put off doing it for a while.
I used this pro-actively by moving my laptop into the small spare bedroom. This room is where I put mess, mess and motorcycle gear. So it's in a bit of a state. Or at least it was. I started writing, and it went well. Every time I was stuck on something I did a little bit of cleaning and organising. I found so many lost things it was like I'd been shopping.
The room is now mostly organised. There are still a few more things to sort out but it looks much better. I think I'll do some more writing in it again tonight to finish off the cleaning.
I'm gearing up on the book writing even more now, I've covered a wall in post-it notes with various plot-holes, questions that need to be answered and a whole column that is just 'need more'.
The only slight problem is that I've constructed this installation downstairs and my new 'office' is upstairs. Oh bum.
I think I'll leave it downstairs though, so it's in my face and not hidden away in a room. I can't put it off any longer, I have to finish it. MUST MUST MUST. Yes, I've entered the madness stage of a writing project, so it was a week off well spent.