Distractions

Over a year now on this blog, and I can count the number of posts on two hands. If I discounted one that is two sentences long, then it would be one hand. It was hopeless to think I would take it very seriously, but that in and of itself means I'm not taking my writing very seriously either. I suppose I never got used to the idea because I was far too distracted.

As I've pondered on it, I have come to the conclusion that almost every time I wrote on here, I also wrote on my book. There were indeed a few other times that I wrote outside of my blog, but for the most part, it went hand-in-hand.

And so, I have decided to start anew.

Distractions. A title. A single word that means only one thing. A diversion. Something that prevents a person from giving their full attention. I seem to do it every day. Whether it be to my husband when he's talking and I'm watching something, or when I set a task for myself that goes out of my head the moment another task is placed upon me.

The same goes in my writing life. It's so easy to blame distractions. Because they're there in every moment of your day. Even now the act of watching a movie seems to hold more of my attention than this simple post.

What's not so easy is removing said disruptions. So what's a girl to do, then? Well, for one, ignoring them altogether. Ideally, at least.

So here's to trying.