In the past, when I haven’t liked the situation I’ve been in I’ve tended to run away from it. A good and perhaps extreme example of this would be when I quit teaching after only a year and went to Australia. That isn’t really viable for everyday life so I’ve been thinking of ways to overcome situations without running off to the other side of the world.
Having struggled to get going with my writing for a couple of months now, due to various distractions; moving, renovating the new place, a holiday to Malta and the most distressing of all, our lovely dog Dewi becoming ill and passing away. My time has not seemed my own, and I am someone who struggles to just fit writing in. If I block off a chunk of time to get it done and I miss that time, I can’t ever seem to get my head in the zone and make it happen.
This has been frustrating the life out of me and I found myself getting in a real rut. I sit at home staring at these same four walls day in, day out and struggle to get anything done. That’s when an unexpected opportunity presented itself and I took it. As I mentioned in my previous post, my husband had to go to Conwy to show some people how to use the website he had built for them. He asked if I wanted to go with him as I had never seen Conwy before, I initially jumped at the chance and even decided that we should turn it into a whole weekend away.
As is the case with me, I was super excited at the prospect of getting to go somewhere I had never been before, but as the date got closer I started trying to think of ways to get out of it. For some reason, I just wanted to stay at home. Staring at those same four walls was preferable to me; it was familiar and a lot less effort than having to find somewhere in a strange town to write.
In the end, this way of thinking annoyed me so much that I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and packed my bag. Choosing to look back on this weekend and reminisce about all the cool new places I got to check out (Conwy is amazing by the way.), instead of cursing myself for wasting another weekend by sitting on my backside watching Netflix and eating crap.
Conwy was great for my writing, I got my first blog piece out of it, I thought up back stories for the protagonists in my novel and I even started on an article I’m hoping to get published.
Getting out of my comfort zone helped to shake things up, wake my brain up and help me switch the tv off and concentrate on the blank page in front of me.
I know I’m not going to get to go away every weekend to write, so I’ve been thinking of ways I can shake things up at home.
Over the next couple of weeks I’m going to challenge myself to find somewhere new to write every day.
- Coffee shops. Aberystwyth has like a thousand coffee shops, so I can try out a different one each day. Coffee shops are amazing for people watching.
- The Beach. We live across the road from the beach. As it’s summer it’s going to be packed with families but I’m sure I can find a little spot in amongst them all and soak up the atmosphere.
- The Library. Seeing as I’m in Britain, I can’t imagine the weather is going to be good enough for me to hit the beach every day, so I may decamp up to the library for those days when I really need to concentrate.
Every time I find myself trying to come up with an excuse not to go out I’m going to ask myself how much work have I actually gotten done sitting at home?
I’m pretty sure I already know the answer and that getting outside has got to be worth a shot, to help get the creative juices flowing.