Writing on the Fly

I’m still scratching my head over this, but I’ve recently realized that the only place I’m doing any writing is in the front seat of the pickup while zipping down the road to a football game.  Unfortunately, that’s not a daily event, which means neither is my writing. 

For those of you following the saga of my (non) writing life, I’ve come to such a standstill about putting words on paper that I have felt embarressed and untruthful about calling myself a writer.

But then I began to notice something rather odd.  It all started on the second day of the actual writing part of Book in a Week.  Those of us taking the class were supposed to dive in with both feet and all ten fingers and write like the wind for one week.  I did okay the first day.  Nothing to write home about word count wise, but I was writing.  That was Saturday.  Then came Sunday.  Go to church, eat lunch, hurry home and change clothes so we can head out on a sixty mile drive to watch our grandson play an intermural football game. 

I decided I would take my laptop with me and try to write on the way to the game and on the way home.  Honestly, I didn’t expect to get anything done, but strangely enough, I wrote.  Quite a bit.  For me.  Still nothing to write home about on the word count, but I wrote.

And so it has gone.  Sunday rolls around, I grab my laptop and jump in the pickup.  It doesn’t seem to matter that darling hubby wants to talk as he drives.  I just mutter uh-huh a lot and keep on tappity tapping away.  I’ve even been writing while the grandson is playing.  I know, I know.  Grandma’s supposed to be watching every spine-tingling moment, but when everyone starts yelling and honking horns, I ask Grandpa and he fills me in on the latest greatest play.  I know.  Bad Grandma, but hey, how can I say no to the words oozing out the ends of my fingers.  When you gotta write, you gotta write.

This past Sunday was no exception.  I managed to pound out twelve hundred and some odd words, crafting a scene that I really didn’t know how would work, or even how it was supposed to play out.  There’s one little bit near the end that pleases me immensely.  Just hope I don’t wind up cutting the whole thing out later on.

What about you?  Can you write on the fly?  Or do you need peace and quiet and familiar surroundings to get the words to flow?  What’s the weirdest, or maybe the most unusal, place you’ve ever had the urge to write?  For me, I guess I’ll have to start bribing hubby to drive me around the block a couple hundred times in order to get anything done, but hey, that’s better than not writing at all!

Happy writing, everyone, no matter how you do it!

13 Comment(s)

  1. Congratulations, you’re writing!! On the fly or planned time, it sounds like it has been rewarding for you. By the way, how is your grandson’s team doing this year?

    terri | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  2. Yay! Good for you, Sasha. It’s all about finding your rhythm and you’re doing so!

    I can write just about anywhere . . . but crafting what I write into a story, working on revisions that make sense and create a more vivid picture, that’s something else entirely. I don’t have to have peace and quiet, but I do have to have energy. :)

    Brynna | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  3. Good morning, Terri! What little writing I’ve managed to do has made me feel better, or at least a little less stymied, so yes, it has been good.

    As for grandson’s team, these are fifth and sixth graders divided into six teams. After rotating through and playing all the teams, they have one play off game left, and then the Super Bowl. :) Grandson talked his mom into letting him get a mohawk for the last of the games. Grandpa offered to finish shaving his head for him. ;)

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  4. Good morning, Bryn! I’ve struggled for so long with finding my rhythm again, and it has been astoundingly easy while rolling down the road. Just wish I’d found something a little more convenient to get the juices flowing. :)

    I know exactly what you mean about having energy. That’s been something I’ve been sorely lacking for a long time now. But it does feel good to get a little of it going every once in awhile. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that maybe this is just the beginning of a renewed interest and energy spurt for me.

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  5. Sasha, that is wonderful! It must mean this story needs to get out into the real world. ;) I don’t think I’ve ever tried writing on the fly. I used to write with music and haven’t done that in a long while. I now tend to prefer quiet.

    Soooooo, whatcha working on?

    Renee | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  6. Hey, Renee! You know I used to write with music a lot. That’s another habit I got completely out of, but strangely enough, I was thinking of Mozart’s Requiem Mass just the other day. That used to be one I played over and over. Kind of creepy maybe, but it seemed to do the trick. Maybe I need to dig that cd out and see if it still works, literally and figuratively. :)

    I’ve been working on the Matt and Tandy story. The one where he tracks her down because he thinks she’s committed a parental kidnapping. It’s still got a long way to go, but I at least do have a general idea of where it needs to go, so who knows, maybe they’ll all eventually reach their destination.

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  7. I like to think I can write on the fly, and I’ve written in hotel rooms and camp grounds in airplanes, on cruise ships, and during the breaks while kayaking, but I do best at my own desk. The strangest place? I guess that would be the bathroom stall at an airport.

    Alice | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  8. Hey Sasha! Excellent that you found a way to write! I remember when my daughter was small that driving her around in a car was the only way to get her to take a nap, so I have fond feelings for driving. :) Unfortunately, I can’t write (or read) in the car because I get carsick if I do. Besides, I’m usually the one doing the driving.

    I like writing at home at my desk but I do bring a notebook with me for appointments and other places. I spent a great deal of time in doctors’s offices the past week and I did get a lot of work done.

    Excellent post!

    Laurie Faelan | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  9. LOL Alice, I can see writing in the bathroom stall. No one is really going to want to interrupt you if they’re not sure what you’re doing in there. :)

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  10. Laurie, my mother used to tell me that when I was a baby and they couldn’t get me to stop crying, she and my dad would drive me around until I would fall asleep. Maybe that’s why writing on the road works for me. That may also be why I tend to need a nap after not too many miles. :)

    Hope all those doctor appointments have turned out well.

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  11. Oh, and Terri, grandson’s team is undefeated after six games. :)

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  12. I don’t mind silence or noise, but if it’s music it needs to be really quiet, and if I think anyone can see my monitor or paper–forget it. It’s private!

    Gillian Layne | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

  13. Hi, Gillian! Don’t like people breathing down your neck, huh? LOL I can relate. I catch myself angling my laptop so my husband can’t see it when I’m just surfing around looking at nothing particular. Letting someone read my writing usually has me doing a big time squirm. Glad you stopped by! Keep on writing and keep your back to the wall! ;)

    Sasha Allgood | Oct 20, 2010 | Reply

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