Why Can't I Write?

So here's the deal...

I couldn't write very much because my little girl was at home with me and I was taking my son to school and back so when she went to nursery full time, I would be able to write more.

She's at nursery full time and I am writing even less.

I couldn't write very much because I was working hard on polishing The Silk Thief, getting it ready for release day and then once that was done, I'd be able to write more.

Only release day is also a huge creative rollercoaster that I'm still recovering from and therefore writing even less.

I couldn't write very much because I've been living, working and socialising (limitedly) in my very small flat throughout the pandemic and lockdown. My office is my front room and my downtime is spent in my office and the blur between work life and home life disappeared. But if I just sorted all my paperwork and I just rearranged the furniture and stole the kids' desk then I would have a new place to write and I'd be able to write more.

Yeah... I did all that and I'm not writing anything.

It's not even funny. I'm probably only just half-way through The Bone Thief - Roshaven book 3 - and I need to get my skates on if I want to release in November. I've basically got to write it in July and get it through my Crit Group, ProWriting Aid, my own self-edits and plot hole filling etc etc ready to go to Beta Readers in September. 

And I'm not writing a word. 

They may come.

Let's hope so, eh?

Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop. Never miss out on future posts by following me.