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Having completed the Cert III and had a couple of days "off", my mind has turned toward the Thesis novel that I've been working on - or rather procrastinating over - for the past 3 years.

We will probably need me to work in the coming months, unless Dave gets a call VERY SOON offering stable (aka reliable) work, and to this end, I don't think I should plan to use my days for writing.

To be perfectly honest, daytime household noise isn't conducive to writing. I feel you all rolling your eyes and nodding at the screen. Yes, well, that statement probably seems obvious to most people, but I honestly thought I was different... I thought I had some sort of "tune it all out" superpower. This has turned out not to be the case.

So, this is what I'm thinking now. Get to bed around 9-10pm and get up at 4am before the others get up, and write in the dark silence of the house. If it turns out those two hours in the morning arent enough, I might have to start earlier. That way, if I do get called to work, or Dave has to work, and I can't write during the day, then I might have to go to bed even earlier and get up even earlier...

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Rachael said…
I did a writing course once. The teacher would have recommended your course of action I think.
Good luck!

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