There’s an episode of “The Dick Van Dyke Show” (one of the three greatest shows of all time) where Rob is determined to write his novel and so, first, tries to write at home. The problem is that he’s distracted by every little thing that goes on around him, even to listening under the door to hear Laura and Millie’s gossip.
Finally, he takes up a friend on an offer to use an isolated cabin somewhere out in the woods. Rob takes it and manages, in just a few days time, to write the dedication.
I want a cabin like that. I know exactly where Edward, Marianne, Marcus and the Overstreets are and I know what they should be doing. But life is very distracting–especially the distractions I create myself. Oh, well, guess I’m just going to have buckle down and write. Maybe I’ll take my laptop to somewhere where I can’t get wi-fi and just make myself write.
That’s the strategy all right. Just write. No distractions. Self-discip … hey! Look! There’s a stray cat across the street …