This has been a tough week for me.  My writing suffered this week.  I may have produced a fair amount of pages, but it didn’t feel particularly inspired.  To put it bluntly, I think it was because I was busy, then got news that threw me into a funk. 

I was told I have to vacate where I’m living, since the owner wants to move back into the residence.  My lease is up July 31st, but there was never an indication that this would happen.  In fact, I was led to believe I’d be able to stay there as long as I needed.  If I had known I could only stay there a year I would never have chosen this place.  Oh well.

So, I was down about that for a couple of days, and it still affects me.  A new place doesn’t bother me, it’s all the $ and planning and work that really makes me anxious.  I didn’t think I’d be dealing with this, so it’s a total shock to me.

Well, my writing suffered for it this week.  I may have put out 2 to 3 pages a day this week.  I’d feel much better if I were able to do anywhere from 6 to 10 pages a day.  I guess those weeks will happen when things just fall apart.

It’s hard trying to juggle a day job, working out, writing, and normal everyday responsibilities.  Throw in a curve ball like having to move and a little depression and it’s easy to lose motivation to write.  Maybe for some people those stressors would help them pump out some fine writing.  Not for me.  Creativity leaves me as if I were a sieve. 

Maybe I can make up for all of it this weekend and get a lot of writing done (of course I’ll be house hunting on Saturday). 

Alistair