Writing is habit forming. At least it should be. If you really want to write, make the effort to write every day. Put ink to paper or fingers to keyboard and spit out some words.
What you write doesn’t have to be earth-shattering or prize-winning, but it does have to show up on screen or page. The aim is to make your writing as natural and necessary as breathing, a necessary and needful part of your daily life.
How Many Words?
I’m not one to put forth a lot of hard and fast rules in answer to this question. Read a dozen books about writing and you’ll get at least half a dozen answers. Stephen King aims for 2,000 words per day (apx. 10 pages). I’m happy with a minimum of 500 and delighted with 2,000. If you need a number, grab one and go with it. If you don’t, simply make sure to write until you are satisfied or until your daily schedule dictates your company is needed elsewhere.
The more you write the easier it should be to up the word count. That said, some folks are simply slower or faster at the work of writing. Don’t force it; just do it.
The answer to this question is as unique as you are. My best writing is usually done between 10:00 p.m. and 2:00 a.m. Unfortunately, this doesn’t fly very well in real adult life. I’m slowly working my way into afternoon writing. I don’t think I’ll ever be one of those chipper morning folks who rise with the chickens and don’t need a pot of coffee to unclog the neural pathways. Find your best time, and if it is at all possible given the demands of your life, make that your regular time for writing.
My writing desk is a wooden folding TV tray just big enough for my laptop and water bottle or mug. I sit on a Gaiam exercise ball chair. My “desk” sits right beside the bedroom radiator in a corner. An unused center table leaf serves as a shelf on which I keep essential books, printer paper, and other related items. It’s not ideal, but due to our current home space usage, it’s my space and it works. Find something that works for you–simple or elaborate, elegant or shabby chic–and claim it as your writing world.
Do you really have to ask that question? Because you have to? Because you enjoy pain and suffering? Because you love words? Because it brings you pleasure unlike anything else? Because you’re a little bit crazy? Because . . . (you fill in the blank)? Only you can answer that silly question, and if you really have to ask it, maybe you better try crocheting or golf instead.
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