I arrived back in Australia at the beginning of September. I spent my first week in Melbourne and then returned to Queensland. In a previous post, I mentioned that I was going to use this time between visas as a cheap arse writing retreat since I have the luxury of not having to work.
In the first two weeks, I didn’t write shit 😦
I was really bummed about it too. Like why wasn’t I in the mood to write or edit? It’s not like I had stories that needed work. So for days I was in an ‘erh’ mood and then one day boom, I had a thought and I liked it and now I’ve written 10,000 words for it. This is another Sci-Fi novella. Then I had another idea and wrote like 5,000 words in one day 😀 That was two days ago.
It’s strange how finding a story happens. I think that maybe soft Sci-Fi is turning out to be my preferred genre.
I feel you on that. I’m peeved when I have time to write…but it doesn’t come. I feel like I’m wasting precious time when that happens. It’s even more frustrating when you’re in the mood to write, really needing too, only there’s no time for it.
Welcome back to Oz by the way.
Thank you 🙂