When I am in the creative phase of writing, I can tune out pretty much anything that’s going on around me. Husband using power tools. Kid listening to music. Television blaring. I can ignore it all. Our house has even been a construction zone the past month or so as we remodel our bathroom, but I can don my headphones, listen to Lady Antebellum or Boney James or Daughtry (depending on my mood and the scene I’m writing), and write hundreds if not thousands of words every day.
This weekend I’m writing synopses. Four of them to be exact. I’ve written a series of four erotic short stories I’m hoping to submit to my editor soon. But to do that, I have to write a synopsis for each story. (And since I love me some eye candy, I’m sharing the photo which inspired the entire series…)
Synopsis writing is a totally different kind of writing for me. It’s not creative, at least not in the large sense. It’s picky, it’s tedious. And I find I am easily distracted. This morning I found myself walking out on the deck with a cup of coffee to admire the blossoms on the trees. I was looking forward to the chime on the dryer telling me I have to go down to the laundry room to fold clothes. In fact, I’m writing this blog post off and on while writing the first and second synopses because, hey, I have to have this post written too!
I even talked with the hubby about having friends over tonight for some wine. Of course, the guys will end up cooking out on the grill and we'll have to have dessert and talk and laugh and stay up past my usual bedtime. That means I won’t be able to even sit at the computer this evening if I haven’t finished…darn it!
So it may take me all weekend to write a minimum of eight pages but when I’m done I will have that great feeling of accomplishment. I’ll have submissions ready to go. I’ll be able to get back to my current wip and put on the headphones and get back into that creative zone I love so much. And I’ll probably have the laundry done too.