Sometimes writing in a completely different place can make a load of difference. Usually, I compose my poems, novellas, etc. on my laptop. That way, I can keep an eye on my kids while I write. I learned a while ago that being stuck on my desktop invited all sorts of mischief. My daughter Christina's newest obsession is getting into the refrigerator and spilling all the milk. She's autistic and has sensory issues; anything liquid is fair game for play. With the laptop, I could keep a watchful eye on the kitchen
and work on my writing.
I'd hit a slump not too long ago. The words simply wouldn't flow at all. The whole process was like pulling teeth while playing a banjo with your toes and untying shoelaces with your teeth. Not fun, especially when this dry spell stretched on and on. I wondered if I was ever going to get my groove back.
Several weeks ago, my in-laws came to visit. My MIL gave me her old iPad. I spent time transferring my documents, downloading apps, and stumbling my way through the navigation. Yes, I'd worked with Apple computers before...back in my teaching days. For years, I've been more of a PC person, thanks to my computer software engineer husband.
Eventually, I figured out how to back up my documents on iCloud and work my way around Pages. The iPad was a lot more portable than the laptop. Not to mention, I could read stuff and still 'snoopervise' the kids. It still took me some time to get used to the new format, but once I did...
Today, I brought out last year's Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month, November 2011) project. It looks like I can develop two novellas from this mess. So I downloaded it to the iPad and got to work. I found it surprising easy to get lost in the writing. After the girls finally settled for their nap, I continued to scribble, move passages around and delete the parts that weren't working.
Next thing I know, I look up and it's already 5 PM.
Whoa. That hasn't happened to me in a while. But it's a good feeling...that I've finally gotten headway on some projects on which I'd been stuck for weeks. All it took was a different electronic venue to wake my my Muse. Change can be very, very good.
