Another day, another doldrum.

Now, I know I'm hardly unique among writers in that as much as I want to write a book, as good as I think I'll be about it, actually sitting my ass down and writing is practically impossible most days. Some days it's a time constraint; some days it's my son being trouble and not having the ability to focus on it. But most days...most days when I think about writing, my lip curls. It's just not...what I want to be doing.
So I write a bit, and then I get distracted, and then I feel bad, but now what little mood there was is lost.
Or I get in the mood, write some, and then get distracted...
I may have some distraction issues.

I've begun writing on my phone during my breaks at work. A new chapter, a later chapter than what's currently in my manuscript, but a chapter nonetheless. An interesting chapter that explores the personal relationships between the gods and their devotees. It's what I was feeling at the time, and it seems to be working for me.

I sat at the computer for eight hours yesterday. I wrote three paragraphs, played some Torchlight, a couple games of Heroes of the Storm, and started work on my wikia (I'm making it to help me keep everybody straight). The whole time, I *wanted* to write. but I also wanted to watch Buffy, and watch Sabrina the Teenage Witch (a leftover vice from high school), and play video games.
And then I realized...I wanted to write, just not on my computer. I wanted to write on my phone. Where the new chapter was. I couldn't explain exactly how, but I have a feeling that it's not the chapter that's relevant. For some reason, it's easier for me to write on my phone, to be inspired to write on my phone, than it is for me to write on my computer.

I'm not necessarily asking for advice, or even solidarity. I just need to admit that I have a problem. That's the first step, right?