When Life Kills Your Motivation
I haven’t made the time to write recently. I’ve been on two long car trips down to California in the past month and when I am home, my mind feels like mush. The urge prickles within me though. Not enough for me to be able to collect my thoughts and concentrate, but the mind itch is a good sign. My Trickster character, Luke, occupies a lot of my thoughts. The first book, which is in edit mode, and the second book, which is in first draft mode. There will be political stuff in the second book that I’m not good with, so I really need to brainstorm with my husband on what I imagine is happening in my Trickster’s life and how hubs thinks that would play out in the convoluted world of politics. Hubs seemed surprised when I asked him to help me, which cracked me up. “You think I know about politics?” asks the man who explains the evening news to me every night.
I’m determined to figure out how to add writing and exercising into my days now that the sun is up past 8:30 at night and we approach the end of the school year. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll find the motivation to do it all and bring home a pay check.
What are your current challenges?