I remember reading an essay, several years back, written by a writing professor at a university, somewhere. I wish I could remember her name.
The essay was all about how to be a successful writer, and the author claimed to have the “magic key.”
1. Write 500 words a day.
2. Write a nice, hand-written thank-you note to someone in the industry, once a week.
I’m obviously not currently doing either of these. But for some reason, that “500 words a day” idea has stuck with me. Anytime I hit that 500-word milestone in a day, I feel like I’m really achieving my goals. I’ve mentioned it before.
Now, call me an under-achiever, but I don’t have a huge amount of confidence in my ability to hit 500 words a day, six days a week. I have three little boys, endless housework, church responsibilities, and a husband I’m crazy about — all of which take priority over writing. Not to mention needing enough sleep in order to keep up with it all.
On the other hand, I also find myself wasting bits and pieces of time throughout the day, most notably during naptime, when I should be able to be crazy-productive. Something about having all three boys quiet and/or sleeping at the same time triggers the lazy switch in my brain.
Gotta fix that if I want to get anywhere on my goals.
Which brings me to my point — I’ve decided to commit myself to writing 250 words a day. Baby steps.
250 words a day, at least for now. I can increase it later. This can include fiction, but I’m also counting blog posts, because that works out the same part of my brain.
This post is now over 275 words. See? I can do this.
I will do this.