Week 4: Reflections as Writer-in-Residence
My reflections on week four are brief: I lived solo in the mountains for a long time and proved to myself that I can support myself as a writer when the equation is very simple. Part-time work, part-time athletics, the rest of the time writing. I learned so much about my abilities to be disciplined, determined, and to seek out opportunities.
Here, I am slowly emerging back into the world of distractions and scheduling by the hour, temptations and a higher level of responsibility in my job (even though it is still part time). My discipline is being tested in fits and starts. How much can I get done when I only have two hours instead of half a day? What else do I need to balance my life when my physical environment has changed so drastically? What needs did I have before that weren’t being met and can they be met here in a more accessible community?
While the busywork of a writer’s life remains do-able (editing work, web-related tasks, submissions, applications), the nitty-gritty of deep reading and deep writing is not quite where I’d like it to be one month into my position as Writer-in-Residence.
This coming week I vow not to make any excuses. If I have two hours, that will be enough for reading or writing. Even if I only have half an hour now and then half and hour later, then two hours in the late evening; that will be enough. I will use those brief periods of time to the best of my ability and see if I can possibly make that writing muscle I trained so hard for endurance tests also function in sprints and dashes.
The unanticipated complication, albeit a truly lovely one, is the fact that I have met someone and fallen into a rather serious and sudden relationship. It wasn’t on my agenda. Not like this, at any rate. (Why bother? I’m only here a few months…) but this, it seemed, was inevitable and so I’ve been enjoying companionship unlike any I’ve had in years. A true friend. A romantic partner. A fascinating possibility. The real test, I suppose, is whether or not my determination as a writer can withstand the benefits and challenges of letting someone like that into my life again. I sure hope it can