Whenever we visit my Grandma, she asks about my son’s schedule. When I tell her he resists every schedule known to man, she nods and smiles and I can tell inside she is freaking out. No schedule? Perish the thought!
Seriously though, I would love for my child to conform to a schedule. But he doesn’t. So, writing becomes… You know, whenever I get a chance. No schedule, no rhyme or reason. I can’t imagine a second child is going to help matters.
So, this past week, I started writing in little 100 word sprints. Kid is playing with his trains? 100 words. Lunch time? 100 words. Nap times? 100 words between each cleaning task.
It’s only been a few days, but it’s working surprisingly well. I think after each chapter is finished I’ll probably have to go back and check to make sure they make sense, but it’s the most consistent writing I’ve done in a while.
Great idea…I write like this, not exactly hundred words, for I get brief snatches of free time. So when I work, I think of it as a writing break.
Love calling it a “writing break”!