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]

Where Alph the sacred river ran,
In caverns measureless to Man,
Down to the sunless sea...

I wish I could remember more of that that the first stanza - add to list of "things I wish I would get around to: Memorize more of that."

I love my family, but there certainly are plenty of times I've wondered if I would have been better off living as a hermit, I just can't seem to soak up enough silence and peace.

LOL, the cats! Cats knoooow what you are thinking..... *doo dee doo doo*