Life. It gets in the way no matter what. The house painting project that has taken over our livesfor 5 weeks now will come to a close this week for the most part.
In the meantime, I've been doing all else around the house (plus helping paint) since my husband is working and painting his life away.
So, you say, it's summer, what else have you got to do? Oh, nothing. No project I decided to pick up and have gotten nowhere with! Maybe it's selfish, but I feel like this was my summer to start this dream I've been given and it hasn't turned out that way at all. And why is it always MY writing that suffers?
Writing is frustrating, but not writing is depressing. At least the frustration will take me somewhere. But what can I do? Looks like I'll be packing writing time in with the school year.
Screwed if I do and screwed if I don't. What comes up and interferes with your best writing intentions? Have you found a way to avoid it?