Quiet writing

[primsong]

I seem to be severely handicapped, as I have a terrible time writing anything other than very light verse if I am being interrupted (Mom, when's dinner? Mom, I can't find my socks!), or even if I have others moving around me, playing music, talking. Or even if they are silent and polite, but looking over my shoulder at what I'm (trying to) write.

Arrrgh!

So little of my time is uninterrupted and quiet and alone that I finally resigned myself to getting up an extra hour early in the mornings just so I can try to write a little before I have to wake up the kids for school. Then I'm too sleepy and end up frittering it away on simple word games or email. Help....

How do you write? How do you lose yourself in your work when there are other things going on around you? My tales and verses are driving me crazy because they are so often having a slow death, unwritten, pressed into the dust of mundania.

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[primsong.livejournal.com]

They will be - it may be long that they lay there, like a partly-knitted afghan awaiting your hands once again, but yes, they will be...maybe not in their original form.... One interesting thing that happens to some 'abandoned tales' is that they sprout, like potatoes left in the pantry for too long and one day you look at it and go "oh my! This doesn't even remotely resemble what I started on, but see what it has become...!"

One day your Brynn will be older, off with his friends or at a summer job. One day you will have that time to dwell in your heart-land again.

[accioboytoy.livejournal.com]

I hope so.

What is hard for me is that I dwelt long ( for me) in Tolkien's world, and am finding it hard to re-enter it. I know what I set out to do, I know what I mean to have happen, but finding Grima's "voice" again has been hard. And I think I'd rather have him hang than not do him justice; does that make sense?

*snickers at the potato-sprout analogy*