Sometimes I think I simply lack self discipline. I have a goal in mind (book to write) and a plan to go about it (write as many musically oriented memories as you can remember and we’ll go from there) and I still can’t seem to get it going.
I know I just need to DO it. Get myself up earlier; spend a little time doing some writing exercises to get my brain going; keep scouring through old journals for ideas; and then just WRITE.
Why do stress and work issues and sleep deprivation take so much from me? It all snowballs. One bad night of sleep turns into two and then all the bad things from one day of work seem so monumental, and before I know it, I’m cowering under the covers, begging for just a few more minutes of comfort and coziness.
And there goes one more morning of good quality writing.
Not entirely sure how to get out of this rut, but I will keep trying.