I have two major papers due in the next few weeks. The end of my semester long class. It's been a long slow haul, this class. It's on qualitative research and it's not my cup of tea.
But this post isn't about my class. You'll notice I haven't labeled it as adult education. This is about writing. I started writing the best draft yet of Sunset Perfect the other day. I got 7 chapters through and then I had to switch gears to writing my papers. Now that the papers are (almost) done, I can't switch gears back to writing fiction.
Writing papers is easy. There's a deadline. There's no creative thought or plotting needed. It's just dry, quick, there are hard and fast rules. The longest paper I've written for classes is about 10,000 words. 7 chapters of Sunset Perfect is already 15,000. So there's a difference is scale too. Writing for my novels is a long long slog.
To help inspire me I've started reading again. The problem? I can't switch gears to reading either. UGH! First world writing problems!
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