How can it possibly be too hot to write?
It's been 94 degrees outside all week. Which means in my house, well I was never very good at formulas, so let's just call it hot as hell. For anyone wondering, because I live in Maine, A/C is not really standard up here. Most people don't have it, so when it gets hot like this, the tiny inventory at the local hardware store is gone in seconds.
Fans only manage to blow the hot, humid air around.
Hot, humid air makes it hard to breath. Makes it hard to do anything really. I get home from work (Air conditioned btw) and step into the oven that is my house. It immediately saps every ounce of will I had, and that grand plan to sit and write for an hour....gone. My goal for the next four hours is to move as little as possible.
And even if I did somehow manage to pull a bit of willpower from some place deep inside, the heat has turned my children a cross between a WWF wannabe and Simon Cowell. And if by some other miracle, the boys have found something quiet to do for five minutes, I will sit down at the dining room table (because my office is on the second floor and heat rises, so no frickin way) and inevitably, I feel the hot breath of 95 pound dawg on my leg.
This heat wave is supposed to break this weekend. I sincerely hope so. My word count has suffered a major blow and even though I have an outline, know where my story is going, and have the desire to write this book, Mother Nature has decided I apparently need some down time.
Now if I could just have it by sipping umbrella drinks on a white beach somewhere instead of standing in front of my open freezer letting all the cold air out.
How about you? What brings your writing to a complete standstill? Share your hints or strategies for pushing through the things you can't control.