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Feb. 27th, 2009 03:15 pm::sighs:: The Weiss Day fic is still fighting me. Well, no, that's not it exactly. The fic is fairly straightforward. I'm simply having trouble dealing with sitting down and writing. The fact that I keep having backstory epiphanies and having to rewrite to accommodate them doesn't help at all. I think I'm at the end of those. I hope I am.
My trouble writing seems to be in two pieces. One is that I'm finding it hard to write with Cordelia around now that she reads and is in the habit of looking over my shoulder. This fic doesn't have content that's inappropriate for her, but I don't like writing with an audience. It takes all my muscles and twists them into knots. The other problem is more general stress. I've been fighting it by burying myself in reading long fics. I keep looking up and realizing that all of my childfree time has disappeared as I rushed to finish reading something that I started while Cordelia was still around. (It doesn't help that this week is a break for the local schools. We're together all day, and I only get about two hours in the evenings.)
My intention for the weekend is to keep my web browser closed until I've got a rough draft. I'll probably open a chat window but nothing else. I was going to do that today, but Cordelia and I ended up going out, and now she has a friend over. I'm having to supervise rather more closely than I'd hoped because they're playing a Wii game and not quite good about cooperating fully. They're not awful, but they need my attention.
My trouble writing seems to be in two pieces. One is that I'm finding it hard to write with Cordelia around now that she reads and is in the habit of looking over my shoulder. This fic doesn't have content that's inappropriate for her, but I don't like writing with an audience. It takes all my muscles and twists them into knots. The other problem is more general stress. I've been fighting it by burying myself in reading long fics. I keep looking up and realizing that all of my childfree time has disappeared as I rushed to finish reading something that I started while Cordelia was still around. (It doesn't help that this week is a break for the local schools. We're together all day, and I only get about two hours in the evenings.)
My intention for the weekend is to keep my web browser closed until I've got a rough draft. I'll probably open a chat window but nothing else. I was going to do that today, but Cordelia and I ended up going out, and now she has a friend over. I'm having to supervise rather more closely than I'd hoped because they're playing a Wii game and not quite good about cooperating fully. They're not awful, but they need my attention.
