Butt in chair, hands on keyboard. Or for those who love acronyms, BICHOK.
Easy, right? Maybe not. Finding that perfect time when you’re calm and ready to go may be impossible based on your lifestyle. Or your choices.
When a co-worker came to me to complain about her supervisor harping on her, I let her vent for a while, then asked, “How did you choose to feel after she said that?”
Dumbfounded, the woman explained, she wasn't choosing to feel a certain way, the supervisor made her feel that way.
I beg to differ. No one can make you feel anything. You do that all on your own.
So, what’s choosing got to do with finding time to write? Everything.
Make a list of what you’ll do today, heck, plan it out for the week. Then go over the list. Is there room, even thirty minutes where you can sit and write (either on a computer or longhand?)If yes, congrats, go forth and write during that found time.
If not, then let’s look at your list.
Some things, like work, commute, meals, sleep, are pretty mandatory. I know my job counts on me to show up every day, so, I do. Mostly because I like the paycheck. But could I change my commute? Could I ride the train into work or move closer to save a few minutes on each end of the day? Or could I carpool and take the days when I’m not driving as my personal writing time?
Sleep, I won’t tell you to mess with that. I do love my eight hours. But maybe you could get up early one day a week or thirty minutes early on workdays. Whatever you carve out, don’t let the internet or a chatty neighbor take your time. Be ruthless.
What else is on your list? Volunteer work? Television? Working out? Making gourmet dinners every night? Baking your own bread?
If your list is long, maybe you have to consider if you really want to write or not? Volunteering is great karma, unless it eats up your personal time and you aren't getting BICHOK time. But they need me. I can hear the cry now. So does your manuscript.
I’m going the kill two birds route and limiting my television time to only time I’m working out. If my butt’s not on the exercise bike, no television. And I can move that time to my writing.
What are you willing to give up to finish your novel this year?