Whenever I write, there generally has to be a specific mood and atmosphere that I have to settle into. As a parent, that comes with a bit more difficulty. It amazes me how set in our ways we can become sometimes, and it was pretty apparent when my six year old daughter decided that she wanted my attention for the entire day…again.
I realized that she didn’t actually want me to play with her, but that she just wanted to be around me. So, I let her play in my office. It wasn’t difficult to get into the swing of things when I decided to be brave enough to write with all of her distractions. The thing is, however, is that I wasn’t distracted at all. As a matter of fact, I spat out two thousand words while she carefully arranged a puzzle into something resembling an elephant near my chair. It was something that I had to think about. Is all of the preparation, mood, atmosphere, etc. just a myth? Is it a crutch or an excuse? Is any of it necessary at all?