It's time for September's IWSG's blog post, which seems to have come around faster than the Enterprise travelling at warp nine. At least it feels that way to me.
What is the group's purpose? To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds.
September's IWSG question:
How do you find the time to write in your busy day?
This month's question left me with a dilemma, because I'd already discussed finding time to write last month. To be fair, I talked more about a lack of time rather than the finding of it. However, the group members who read my post did offer some fantastic advice, some of which I'm now implementing. Housework? Not until I've hit the keyboard. Asking for time-out to write and not feeling guilty? Yes, and yes. Saying no to people without having to justify my reasons? I'm working on it.
Today I'd like to talk about a condition that can be a challenge when it comes to making time to write - Clutter Phobia. The slightest thing being out of place or unwanted interloper will have me rearranging my entire writing area. Desk messy? Take everything off, clean, and then rearrange it. Mountains of writing stuff needing to be sorted and refiled for the thousandth time? Do it now, because you sure can't start writing until it's done.
It's not as bad as it sounds, and I'm sure a large part of it is procrastination. However, I've considered this issue for some time now and decided on two separate strategies to stop the constant need to tidy and rearrange my desk.
- Go through years worth of writing detritus and separate it into 'keep, place in garage for storage, or bin'. Store everything in the garage except for laptop, printer, stationery, relevant writing books, and the files and notebooks for what I'm currently writing.
- Every evening, give my desk and writing area a quick tidy and polish before bed. No major re-arranging allowed.
I completed step one on Sunday. I went through the usual stages of denial, including telling myself I needed everything and the most random of objects was a much-needed writing totem. After a couple of traumatic hours, with boxes being packed and unpacked and packed again, three boxes of writing stuff went into the garage. What was left went into a trunk I bought a couple of weeks ago, which is to the left of my desk. As you can see, there really is nothing left to rearrange. At least that's the plan.
Clutter phobia be gone!