This month, we Quills discuss how we find time to write. Thank you for joining us!
First up, is Robin Lythgoe, author of As the Crow Flies. Here are her comments:
Time—we all need more, right? Can I have a secret extra day in the week? Or how about a clone?
I’m one of those blessed souls who theoretically has time. Awesome, right? Mmmmaybe…! Anyone who looked at my life would assume there are great gobs of the stuff lying around, waiting…
Read more on Robin's site here.
I have some thoughts to share, as well. Here they are:
Time in a bottle.
Time will tell.
A time to love, and a time to hate . . .
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times . . .
A time for every purpose under heaven . . .
The time is right . . .
Time and tide wait for no man.
Hey! Have you got the time?
Most would agree, I think, that there never seems to be enough time to go around. So how, in a life filled with family, friends, day jobs, and more, do we find time to write?
I recall as a child, my mother saying that it annoyed her when people asked her how she found the time to do things. With eight—yes, count them, eight—children, she was a busy woman. She always said: “I don’t have time, I make time.” I guess the same is true for me when it comes to my writing. I could fill my hours with many things, but I squeeze in my writing whenever I can. Why? Because the only way I’ll know the end of any of my stories, is if I write them. That is great incentive to keep at it.
I practice law by day. I’ve had the good fortune of working a little less than a full time schedule over the past years. Thus, I’m usually able to say: “Wherever I am, is exactly where I belong.” What I mean by that is that when I’m working, I’m generally not distracted with details about home, and when I’m home, I do my best not to be distracted with office details. I seek not to lose time with either, focusing on the other. Rather, I want to focus on whatever is before me at the time.
The best writing times for me are when everyone else is away—although in truth, that rarely happens. When it does, I covet the hours. With them, I sit at my desk uninterrupted, with my music of choice in the background, pecking away at the keyboard to my heart’s delight. I usually get the better part of a day a week to do that—and sometimes more! I turn on “Robbie,” my robot vacuum cleaner, and get started. Then time does, indeed, fly!
What about you? How do you find—or make—time to write?