Apparently, during my normal life I take time for granted. At least the sort of time that involves a small room full of books, with a door that closes. It's been a long time since I had to work at home because I had no alternative. And boy, I'm rusty at this.
I used to do it. I remember having to sit in the bathroom during a phone interview for a job because my apartment was too small, and my daughter was sleeping in the other room, and what if she woke up screaming? I also remember her snoozing in the sling while I typed my papers. But now I have kids that are 6.5 and 2.5, and two weeks without full childcare. That math adds up to zero poems, zero pages read, zero reviews written, and so on.
In the spirit of time, here are some questions that will either make us thankful for the time we have, or jealous of the time that other folks have. Or, perhaps, they'll make us bundle up our time in different ways.
1. What time of day is ideal for your creative work? Is there any time that absolutely won't do?
2. Do you have set "writing time" for yourself? How, and when, and where? What do you do if something urgent comes up? Take two next time and hope for the best?
3. How much time do you spend in the actual act of writing poetry (or fiction, or whatever) every week? Just an estimate.
4. What things do you spend time on, aside from the actual act of writing poetry, that help with your creative work?
I'm hoping to get some time on New Year's Day (yeah, right. time to pay bills), or over the weekend. Or maybe by then I'll have the juggling just right, and the semester will begin, and I will forget it all until next year.