Facebook is a double-edged sword
Most often, it’s a time suck – Candy Crush, and Pearl’s Peril gobble up what little time I have in the evening for writing. My husband will make casual inquiries about how the book is going, even though he can plainly see my computer screen from his spot on the sofa.
“I need complete silence to write. I can’t do it while you’re watching the news.”
He narrows his eyes, “Hmmm. So, you wrote this morning then?”
I pretend I don’t hear him and keep matching candies.
Facebook can also be a gift
On the other hand, social media allows many of us to commiserate with other writers/writing groups we would never run into anywhere else. The Writer’s Circle is one such group.
They have a website with lists of writing jobs, online courses and other things, but so far, I’ve only viewed their Facebook page and “liked” some of their pics and one liners. It’s helpful knowing nine hundred people are having the same problems you are (after all, y’all liked the same pics I did). It’s nice to connect with a group, no matter how peripheral the attachment. The Time Breakdown of the Writing Process below is one of the pics I’ve recently liked.
My writing process is slightly altered:
I would flip time spent thinking of a title and time spent reading other books. In fact, I haven’t really spent much time at all thinking about a title. Crap. Now I’m going to have to start thinking about a title.
Time spent procrastinating, for me, would NOT be cleaning the house. Actually writing is a way for me to procrastinate from doing the housework! I’m more inclined to procrastinate by playing with the cats, watching TV and playing the aforementioned Facebook games.
The piece of pie for comma placement is pretty big – instead, this would be the time I spend working on historical research and blogging about writing. All are important parts of the writing process but don’t, on their own, reward me with a higher word count.
The piece of the writing pie that is “time spent actually writing” is spot on.
The piece for “time spent staring blankly at the computer” is about right too. Also in this piece of the pie – staring blankly at the time line I created in my last blog post. I also spend a fair amount of time wishing my historical inspiration would take over my hands and write the story herself. Or, because possession scares the daylights out of me, dictate the story to me and I’ll transcribe it. Maybe her diary could mysteriously show up outside my front door. I could meet a local historian at the grocery store and we become fast friends and together we piece together my character’s story. My character still has descendants living in the city and maybe I could just show up at their door and they would welcome me with open arms.
I’ve done plenty of daydreaming about how the writing of this book might go down.
All while staring blankly at the computer.
Word count: 4,893