As a writer, you have to move your mind-set between different worlds – constantly. This is all part of the creative process. One of the biggest things that I have difficulty with is when I’m interrupted in the middle of a thought by someone or something. This could be the telephone ringing, someone walking into the room, or a text message coming in.
When I am writing, as you probably know from a previous post, I control the noise around me by listening to music. If I am deep in another world, thinking about how to advance storylines, or scenes, I find these interruptions extremely difficult to deal with. Suddenly I am not in the creative world where I need to be, but I am kicking and screaming my way to the surface of reality because someone feels the need to engage with me.
The fact that someone would have the audacity to step into a writer’s own personal mind-set and creative space, while they are trying to channel different ideas enrages me. Yes, right now, they probably don’t understand… but right now I am a little enraged and frustrated. You see, just this instant, my flatmate came home from work. I couldn’t hear her through the house because my music was up… she gave me the shock of a lifetime because she yelled across my library at me from the doorway, and then once my heart had started to settle, her friend walked into my personal space as well. They then had the cheek to ask me if I was busy.
Could they not see me bent over scattered pieces of paper trying to sort out my plotlines. Could they not see the pen behind my ear, with another in my hand? Could they not see my laptop blazing with literary life in front of me? But more importantly, did it look like I having a party in my library by myself with nothing else to do? No, I very much doubt that. What it looks like is a writer, with very messy unwashed hair, glasses perched crookedly on her nose, dressed in a ratty singlet and the comfiest pants she’s got, trying to get some work done. Now you know it’s not all glamorous.
So now that I have got this all off my chest, I am going to once again climb back down into my worlds, and pray that they don’t interrupt me again today. There is a lot of work to get through… that if I don’t get it done this afternoon and tonight, I’m not going to be able to look at it for another two days.
Thanks for hearing me out… Ciao xx