Summer is here and there are a million reasons not to work on your novel. There are tide pools to explore, trails to hike, sprinklers to run through, lounge chairs to recline in, and picnics to pack.
This is definitely the most difficult season to stay focused on your computer screen while the sun and outdoor fun beckons.
To reach your set daily word or page count, it takes unwavering discipline—or at least a solid schedule to keep you on track. Neither of which I have, so I won’t be handing out kernels of wisdom on those topics. But, what I will say is that somewhere, someone is waiting to read your story: the adventure you write about may be the only vacation a reader can take.
I grew up in a semi-rural, low desert area where the average summer temperature was 110-115 degrees before noon. During my 15th summer, I read 43 books in 2 1/2 months. Every day, I sat on a lounge chair in front of a whirring fan with a bowl of frozen grapes in my lap, and I went on a trip. I was an auburn-haired girl named Tori, sailing with a cute boy at my family’s vacation house in Nantucket. I spent months on a deserted island riding a beautiful black stallion. I slipped into a wardrobe and was transported to a magical land where animals spoke. I had so many amazing adventures that by the time summer ended, I was exhausted (and exhilarated) by all my travels and adventures. The experiences were so clear and full that I felt I had really been there. It was the only summer I remember now, 25 years later.
So, if for no other reason, carve out time to write for your reader. Use that as your motivation.