You know what is the most irritiating thing about this entire month of lockdown? I have no excuse. I have no right to say that I did not get the time. I have all the fucking time in the world to create, to write!
Yes, you are absolutely right. This is a rant by yet another writer who cannot for the love of God seem to create anything in this quarantine.
This one month in solitude, away from all worldly things, without the pressures to travel for work, without an option for going out, to every writer in the world felt like a blessing in disguise. All of us, especially those of us who have a day job, love to say that we absolutely do not have the time and energy to write or create after a day’s work.
And in this lockdown when that one great excuse of ours was taken away from us, writers all over have been destitute. In this past month I have over and over realised how privileged I am to be safe in a house, with all the facilites I need. Basically, the most conducive environment to creating. And in the past whole month all I have done is write and share just one short story. Just one.
I have, like most other writers, three main WIPS, five small WIPS, 1700 ideas and a gazillion vibes that I wish to work on. And yet, I am doing absolutely nothing. Unable to focus, unable to concentrate, unable to create.
The fact that I am effectively wasting the best writing period I will ever get in years is killing me. The fact that I am not working on my projects is eating away at me. But it is not like I haven’t tried. I did what I know best. I made a timetable. I made a to-do list. But day and again I fail to live by it. In a last ditch attempt to focus on my work I even deleted Instagram and Twitter, I thought that would help. But no, that has just been adding to my misery.
Being in the right state of mind does have an impact on writing. I am so not okay right now. I do not have motivation and I certainly am not happy. Yes, I know and I agree that this is a forced lockdown and not a productivity contest. A lot of wonderful, powerful women on the internet have been calming people’s nerves by reminding them that it is not a contest.
But for a person like me, with a full time day job, three side jobs and a lover and family to handle, this is the time of my life. This is that period that will never come back in my life. And yet here I am, not even reaching for a blank page everyday.
So yes, it’s time for you and me to take matters into our own hands. There are a few things I have been doing, and they help me. I hope they help you too.
1. Control your sleep pattern
I realise that these are anarchial times. We do not have a sleeping hour. But that is the first thing I did. All thanks to my mother who does not allow anything, and I mean anything, to disturb our family’s sleep schedule. We sleep early and we wake up early.
@inspiredtowrite I owe this to you. Almost everyday while I have my morning tea, I write down positive reinforcements in my diary. I start off with describing my morning and go on to note down my goals for the day. Smaller goals. Doable things.
Do not watch the news at any cost. There is nothing but negativity and bad news in the world out there right now. Pray. Pray for the world, but do not watch the news. If like me you are working on something positive it is very likely that your mood will transpire onto your pages. So no news.
4. Set up. Set up. Set up.
Set up your time, your desk, your clothes, your tea/coffee/wine fix, your favourite writing pad and pen. Set it up.
Even after all of this it might feel that you are staring at a blank page. No problem. Write one paragraph. Just a few sentences. Tumblr posts count. Plotting your project counts. Just keep putting one word in front of the other. Even if it is only for one hour a day.
I have been doing this for the past week and I am getting through it. One day at a time. One paragraph at a time.