While on family vacation in the mountains in Tennessee, I powered through writing Chapter 6 of J159. It was exhilarating. We had fun, family times, I wrote in the evenings, and life was calm. It was sad to see our vacation come to an end, as all four of us wanted to stay longer. However, armed with the boost of enthusiasm from our vacation, we embraced our return home to normal life.
With Chapter 6 well and truly written, my head was swarming with ideas for the following chapters. Great details popping in throughout the day, anxiously awaiting committing to the page once my little treasures went to sleep at night. Well that was the plan anyway...
As with most of us, life happened. We had health issues, doctors visits, shopping, chores, cleaning, gardening, cooking, play times, temper tantrums, sibling rivalry, my husband's business trip, volunteer work for our church, and everything else that families do. Then there was that other lingering thing - our house is on the market and up for sale. So there is the constant pressure to keep everything tidy and shiny just in case people want to come see it at a moments notice. Not as easy a task as one may think when two rambunctious boys (ages 4 and 1) have other plans.
By the time the boys were asleep, and I would sit down to write, my brain was a muddled mess. I was exhausted. I was also nursing a broken nose and a sinus infection, but that's another story involving my 1 year old, my face, and an iPad with a military grade case. Let's just say "Ouch" and acknowledge that pain was also a distraction.
As day after day of no writing continued, I found myself lost in my own story. I had to spend time rereading where I was up to in order to string my thoughts together. Throbbing head pain and too many cups of coffee proved that effort to be futile. So I sat and played my book out in my head as if I were watching a movie. The details were flooding in, but unfortunately, not the parts I was looking for. Detail upon detail of dialog and actions for chapters 8 and 9 and even part of 10, came crashing down all at once, but chapter 7, not so much.
So here I am, two weeks after vacation and having written less than a tenth of chapter 7. I'm a little behind my previous schedule, and my plans aren't exactly coming to fruition as envisaged, but hey, I've got great ideas and details for most of the rest of my book, and I've allowed family life to come first as it should.
Life is great. Embrace it!