Distractions suck. We all know it. As kids, we didn’t get distracted. We saw something bright, shiny and new, and we’d immediately drop what we had or were doing to go investigate that new thing. That wasn’t a distraction; that was our job. That’s how we learned.
As teens, we manufactured our own distractions. It was basically a lack of time management on our part. (Generalities, folks. I’m not talking about extraordinary circumstances, such as having to raise kids or terrible home lives.) We wanted to do what we wanted to do when we wanted to do it, and put off the chores and schoolwork and whatever else until the last minute.
As adults, distractions are a whole new ball game. We want to create comics, and it seems like everything else intrudes on that: home life, the job, friends… When your spouse and kids want attention, the dog needs to go for a walk, you need to go to the job in order to make money in order to pay the bills, and your friends want to hang out, then your body tells you it’s time to sleep, despite the fact that you want to play the video game you’re finally getting proficient at, and then there’s food because you gotta eat—it can feel like distractions are all there are. It can feel like you have no time to do the things you want to do that make you truly happy.
What you have to do is manage the distractions. We need to work to pay the bills, and we need to pay those bills, so that’s something you know you can work around. Household chores can be scheduled in order to gain you some time to create. Family and friends? Family can be asked to respect your need to do what you feel you need to do by giving you some time to yourself. Friends can be asked to respect your time, as well.
Managing distractions can be a challenge, but its something we need to learn to do. It’s the only way you’ll be able to create the books you want to.