Now that my semester is over, I am finding it more difficult to find time to work on my novel. The irony is my classes for last semester were very time-intensive. I easily spent 20 hours a week on homework and readings on top of 6 hours in class and another 5 hours driving to and from class. Now that I don't have this obligation, I am writing less. I feel like I'm sucked into a vacuum of infinite housework and mommy-tasks.
Yesterday, I was looking at the calendar to schedule vacations and research trips. Written on the last day of May were the words, "Finish Part 3!" Part 3 of my novel. I remember writing that goal and not being overly optimistic about it. I intentionally gave myself plenty of time so I would definitely meet that goal.
I'm still working on Part 1 (no exclamation mark here). I'm really happy with what I have written. My goal is to finish it - as in have it publication-ready. Part One is there (the parts of part one that are done). I just need to put the time into it.
Today is the day. I am going to work on it for one to two hours a day every day with no excuses. I'm going to do this despite the fact my husband is going to be traveling for four weeks very soon. I'm going to do it despite the fact my kids only have 7 days of school left. I'm going to do it despite the fact I wake up every morning with the feeling the house has somehow reset itself to a state of messiness no matter how much I cleaned the day before.
My new goal is to finish Part One by May 31. I honestly will be happy if I don't meet that goal but am able to restore my momentum with this novel by working on it daily. I'll let you know on IWSG day how that went.