I remember friends in high school who had to study to music and it drove me nuts. Music distracted me. I didn't want to listen to it, I wanted to sing along. When I started writing my first book forever ago, I found myself writing on my laptop in the car. The hubs' conversations on his phone and with our passengers were beyond distracting and I started bringing along my headphones so I could tune them out (pun intended!). Now I can't seem to write without it.
Now here's the weird part--you know there had to be a weird part. I can't listen to a mash-up of all those genres. This past week proved it to me. I made a playlist of all my music in iTunes from The Band Perry to Journey to Def Leopard to Seether to Taylor Swift to Jessie James to Usher. I couldn't get myself to focus on a single freaking thing. Tuesday I wrote about ten pages that I deleted on Wednesday and rewrote another 6. About half of those pages were deleted on Thursday and I proceeded to write another 22 pages.
What was the difference? I put on Pandora to today's country music. I know, I know. It must be living here in Lower Alabama that has me hooked on the Country. But it's really not my fault--if the pop stations wouldn't play mainstream versions of Taylor Swift or Lady Antebellum or The Band Perry, I wouldn't pull up a playlist on Pandora for The Band Perry. And I wouldn't hear other artists I like as much. And I wouldn't give in and stream pure country music. In my defense, there's a bunch of twangy artists I block, but still. I'm listening to country music.
And here I'll put the breaks on to keep myself from being even more defensive! *Takes deep breath* I. Like. Country. Music. Deal with it.
The purpose of my rambling? My writemotivation goals from last week. Technically I revised 38 pages last week, even though only 22 stuck at the end. That's 12 pages short of my goal. Instead of focusing on the fact that I didn't meet my goal, here's my motivational thought for the day--This is a new week. A new week where I can accomplish the goals I set for myself. I don't have to worry about last week, just look forward to this week. And I'm going to kick ass at it!
Worked out yesterday and today (Yay!). Yesterday was a dud on the epiphanies, but today landed me a pretty darn good one. The reason I stopped writing Thursday was because I got stuck. I knew I should go back and write more about an important event in one of my character's lives, but I cut it short. Way short. And while I was on the treadmill today thinking about it, I remembered this--publishers are always going to cut words. Why aren't I writing all of it? If it's too wordy or not necessary, they'll be quick to massacre it with a red pen. So this evening, when I get up from my nap, that's the second thing I'm going to do. The first is correct all the embarrassing typos and grammar errors I found as I read through my pages this weekend. *Smacks palm to forehead*
So there we are. Mood music and epiphanies. Sounds like a great way to start the week!