I woke up at 6 am without an alarm clock today. Not typical, but I rolled with it. Got up, watched my husband sweep snow off his Jeep, made breakfast, settled in to work.
Found my way to every social media site that I have an account with. Read every blog on my Google Reader. Walked the dog. Put on eye makeup (not typical for a day at home). Contemplated vacuuming; stopped myself before circumstances got that desperate.
I had to leave the house. I usually work at home– sometimes in my office, sometimes in the living room, sometimes on the deck if the weather is warm.
I just couldn’t focus in my house today. So I packed up my computer, my work notes, my wallet and my phone and headed down to Starbucks. I hunkered down in the crowded coffee shop with a cup of coffee and wouldn’t you know– my motivation crept out from under the rock she’d been occupying.
I find it funny that I’ve started a new weekly series called Where Writers Write, yet my own writing space was suffocating me today.
Nevertheless, this is a good thing to remember, especially as a writer who spends a lot of time at home. Sometimes you need to leave your space to find your drive.
When I was working on NaNoWriMo, I did most of my writing in coffee shops. I found that I could write more in less time when I was in a different environment. I spent a lot of time at the library while working on my MFA thesis, desperately needing the dull silence of the solitary-confinement style study rooms in order to think.
I know I’m not alone in this– do you ever run into this problem? Ever feel like you need to get out of your usual surroundings to really get productive?