So, I’ve tried to practice what I preach, but I somewhat failed; only somewhat though. Life happens and one must never blame oneself for what life sometimes mercilessly pummels at one. Either way, I did manage to scribble a few illegible thoughts on a payslip envelope while waiting for my yoga class to begin one late Friday afternoon. I really must remember to carry my notebook with me. The ‘stolen’ time I consciously took to make those notes, gave a half-baked inkling for a short story a bit more meat. Although I did not take another opportunity to pen ideas for said story since, I have at least spent some time milling over this next venture into fiction writing. I’m glad that I took the time I had at my disposal, albeit it sporadic and brief, to think about my next story because I feel a bit more prepared for the next Camp NaNoWriMo challenge which begins only a few days from now.
I also managed to pen the first draft of this post (and this very sentence, in fact) during my lunch break today. It was glorious, roasting in the winter sun with a notebook and pen, and a mug of chicken and mushroom instant soup. Writers should always have a mug in their immediate vicinity. If it is empty, fill it. Fill it with inspiration at the very least. But I digress…
I’ve also spent some free time thinking about and jotting down topics for blog posts. I’ve even wondered about a specific topic for this very post. Let’s just say that when I sat down to write this post today, it took a completely different direction to that which I intended. One must always allow for this to happen while writing. You may just find that you end up with something better.
The reason I’ve waited so long to write this post is because my laptop’s Internet browser zoned out. My laziness drove me to get it seen to about a week later… It did, however, give me more time to think about post topics!
To be honest, I’ve found that I have the most time to think while driving to and from work. My car radio needs mending, so I listen to music on my phone. I listen to the kind of music that makes my mind wander, which in this respect, is great. Also, I cannot write or type while driving, so it is the perfect time to think.
So, I guess that even though I did not literally write much during my ‘stolen’ moments, I did use the time to think about writing. The time taken to think helped me to develop ideas. I, for one, think it is a great start, and perhaps not such a failed attempt at practicing what I preach after all.