Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Let it flow, let it flow, let it flow

NW 22nd & Everett, Portland Christmas in February

Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the writing's so delightful
And since I've no place to go
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Oh, it doesn't show signs of stopping
And ideas keep on a popping
Distractions are turned down low
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

Just kidding universe. I'm so over being held captive. Since Portland's not equipped with working shovels or plows, and slipping and sliding to my death is not an option: let it melt, let it melt, let it melt!

I'm grateful for experiencing long hours of creative fun, but I've learned my lesson. No more excuses, no more procrastination. My writing mojo is back, playing with a flexible routine and a promise to embrace my discipline. 

After discussing with my Vancouver author friend the reasons behind avoiding particular writing projects, I realize--and accept--that we all operate on different rhythms.

When I worked full-time, Sundays were my all-day writing hibernation. Now, the actual writing fluctuates. First draft dumps in pen and paper, then I revise on my laptop. Usually I focus on one main project with external and self-imposed deadlines, but I'll play with something else (another genre, audience, or even another creative outlet like doodling) when the main project goes stale. And although most my time is spent at home alone, it's critical that I have social contact in between. A critique group, writing partners, social media and workshops remind me I'm not alone.

And even when it appears that I'm being lazy on the couch, those usually end up being my A-HA moments. That solution to a perceived 'writer's block' that moves the story forward, saves a scene, fixes the plot.

It doesn't matter how you create.

What matters is embracing your own flow, recognizing that it changes depending on the circumstances, and never forcing yourself into someone else's 'way of doing things'. 

Some write alone, with friends, at home, or in the coffee shop. Some days the flow will glide with ease and calm, other days will be rough and bumpy. And that's okay. We can't always control the circumstances, but we can alter our reaction. 

Find your flow and keep moving.

let it flow, let it flow, let it flow!

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