As most experiments, the first day results always seems to out do expectations then the remaining days never live up to the first. On the days both girls napped I did better in terms of sitting down to write with the right attitude. It would be the middle of the day, I would be slightly tired, but I'd rally and do the work. On days only one of the girls napped it was much harder to make time during the day for writing. For example, one day I decided instead of posting to my blog in the morning, I would try and get a paragraph or so in while they ate breakfast. This didn't work very well because the older one took advantage of it by eating very slowly, playing with her food, and trying to hide the fruit her mother instructed she eat. The younger one wanted attention and I was instructed to feed her her yogurt if I didn't want to clean it out of her hair and off the floor when breakfast was done. I managed a few sentences that morning, but nothing worth bragging about.
The most valuable lesson I took away from watching the little ones is to try and do the writing before the kids go down for bed. The day I tried writing after everyone was done for the day, I realized I was done for the day too. I had no juice left in me to strung the chords of creativity in my brain. Thus, that day no writing got done. Well maybe part of a sentence, that counts right? This helped reinforce my getting up early to write ambitions. The pro writers, if that's what you'd call them, have the right idea. Do your work first thing before the day gets tainted or bogged down with the happenings of life. I've been home a few days now and haven't kept to my writing schedule because I'm being selfish and giving myself some days off. But come tomorrow, I'll get back on that horse.
In other related news, I think I am going to get rid of my desk. I love my desk because its old and has character, and a LARGE top surface for clutter to mingle on 24/7. The problem is I rarely sit and write at my desk. For example, I am writing on my laptop now at my high top table, looking at my desk. It fits well in my apartment, but it would also clear up more space to walk around in the apartment if it wasn't here. The functionality of the desk is low, based on my not using it, and I always want more space in my apartment. So, is getting rid of it the right thing or should I hold on to it for ... for what purpose? A writer needs a desk, right? A space they can mark as their place of creation? Maybe, maybe not. I'm going to think it over some more, but I did just clean it out today. I don't want to put it in the back alley it does deserve better than that. Maybe I'll try and sell it or give it to one of my friends. I'll keep you all posted.