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Clearing Your desk and Your Head....

My thoughts can't seem to get wrapped around writing today. Instead, my head is filled to capacity with thoughts of not only our time in Wisconsin with Jill and the grandkids but also of putting the house in order and putting away all the clothes and suitcases. Now that most of it is finished, I'm having trouble switching gears. I can't seem to get into my story because of all that's playing out on the screen of my mind.

Usually all I need to do is to clear my writing space of clutter and sit down and turn on the computer.

Not today. I've done all that and it isn't working. It seems I must clear my head as well.

How do you clear your head for writing when you've been away for a week or so? What works for you? Can you just sit down and start tapping out words on the computer? Or do you have to fix a cup of tea? Put on a cozy sweater? Light a candle or two? Put on the coffee pot?

What signals your move toward the creative world?

Nothing has worked for me today. Instead, I'm having an early night.

I've learned that a well rested writer writes much better than one that has gone with too little sleep.

Look forward to hearing your tips! Thanks!

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  1. My head's clear after a vacation - it's work that clutters it. I found that working out right after work helps clear my mind.

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  2. Jeez, I knew it would be something complicated like working out that would clear my mind.

    How about just sitting quietly with a cup of tea?
    Kind of the same as working out but not quite!

    Thanks for the tip!

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  3. A good night's sleep is very important, and although I don't travel much, when I do it usually takes me a couple of days to get back into the swing of things. I think it's the feeling that there is so much I need to get caught up on that makes me feel like I can't catch my breath.

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  4. Get well rested from your trip, then dig in. I write at night a lot. Sometimes I get so sleepy that I have to quit and start back up in the morning. I hate nodding off at the computer.

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