I've come to the conclusion that there are days where, if I want to do any writing at all, I've got to grab seconds and make them count. Any corner or flat spot will do, so long as I have a moment or three to scribble something down. My notebook is beginning to look a bit worse for wear, but it's brimming with ideas. Now if I only had the time to elaborate on them!
On the plus side, I'm getting better at scribbling, and at taking moments when they appear to write something down. On the down side, I've now got notes scribbled in a dozen different places, which does not bode well for (1) keeping them or (2) actually doing something with them. Thus, when Nanowrimo is done, which it will be soon, I think I'm going to spend an afternoon typing my notes into Scrivener, which I've just started using and have completely fallen in love with.
In the meantime, I literally have a re-useable grocery bag sitting on the office floor, collecting remnants, ideas, scraps, and other detritus. It's an odd reliquary, but it seems to be working. Now if I could only find the top of my desk!
That won't be the case today, as we're off to skating with the boys, then they're off to Grandma's for the afternoon while we do a bit of Christmas shopping and have supper. Then home to do homework and prepare for tomorrow, which includes another loaf of bread, a batch of muffins, and lunches all round. But I'm still going to carve out a few minutes to scribble *something*, even if it's only a few words.
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