Making Time

Photo by Michel Curi


Sometimes, real life interferes with writing.

Writing is my self-prescribed therapy; the hectic days, weeks and months I have the least amount of time to sit with my laptop are the days, weeks and months I need it most.

Lately I’ve been writing a lot in my head, but haven’t found time to put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard, in this case).

It’s killing me. 

Speaking of writing…I’m on a rather spammy email list from a prolific actual (read: published) writer.

Sometimes the nudge to join his newest master class or buy his latest book feels a bit too pushy. My mouse often hovers over the “unsubscribe” link, but at the last second my finger declines to click, because in that moment I find the gem.

In the last email, he spoke of having no time to write. Of setting up a typewriter on a board across two chairs in his living room. Of carving out time in the evenings after his children were in bed. Of declining the allure of evening television or the seduction of a soft bed, of instead parking himself in a chair and writing.

Of Making Time.

Making Time is difficult, but not impossible.

Finding Time is improbable, at best. Lost minutes will never be recovered. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve come to a sudden awareness I have nothing to do.

“Carving” Time is essentially the same as Making Time but seems so much more appropriate in terms of my life. I wedge a blade into the calendar and plunge it between appointments with savage and ruthless abandon.

Ruthlessness is the only way, because otherwise my life overwhelms my intentions and conspires to drown me.

Tonight, I’m feeling a little ruthless, a bit cutthroat. Life is too overwhelming; I must make time to write, even if that means cutting out something else.

For now, I’ll cut whatever was going to happen in the next half hour.

Join me. What will you write?


P.S. Anyone recognize the photo?


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Posted on October 26, 2017, in Adoption, advice, writing, Writing101 and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. Your writing is my therapy, too. Yes, I will join.

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  2. Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here and commented:
    See what Casey of has been up to. Hope she has time to write soon. I miss her humor. Thanks Casey. M


  3. I think real life cuts into writing . Whenever I sit down to write the bell rings. If i decide I’ll be ruthless and write come hell or high water , they both land up at my doorstep and I HAVE to yield !
    I have two sisters in law who are published writers who tell me that like their husbands and children, they get ready for ‘work’ . They write from 9-5 like regular office goers and do their chores accordingly. They don’t write when they get the time, they do chores when they get time.
    Unfortunately I can emulate them because whenever I resolve to follow their example, life happens

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  4. Always good to hear from you and so true! We need to carve out time to write! It is like breathing for me. My problem is I can carve out time to write on my blog, but… I have a manuscript that I been working on for awhile now that unfortunately doesn’t get a lot of time made for it. I think part of it, is I don’t know if I have what it takes to really write a long story. It is the longest story so far that I have written. Thanks for the nudge!!
    No, I don’t recognize the photo, but I like it!

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  5. I can understand the need for savagery. Go, do it. Write. And I would too. By carving out time from my overwhelming life.

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