So today I got to thinking about how I write, and that in turn drove me here.
I was sharing with a co-worker (yes, I'm doing this from work) about distractions. Like researching something while writing. I'll come to a halt in the writing to go get more information, or better understanding, about what I'm writing about. In doing that I inevitable loose track of time...and lo and behold, I'll surface from the depths of curiosity to find that hours have passed.
By this point I'm usually hungry, so I stop and eat something. Of course then it's nap time. In short, the entire day will pass and I will have written maybe a dozen sentences.
I think that's why sometimes I wonder if I'm dedicated enough. However, before I get a bazillion comments, I remind myself the same thing I tell my kiddos... There is no right or wrong way to write, just write. It's not about speed, it's about getting the words on paper. The only time "speed" really matters is if you are testing. Otherwise, write as you can.
So, I'm writing as I can, and slowly moving forward. Planning and starting the next book, because Restart begs for a sequel and I have all these notes and ideas and stuff. The hard part is the working title.
Why worry about it? Because I have to save the file and it helps to have a name. Kind of like coming up with baby names before the baby arrives, regardless of whether or not you know the gender. You are carrying within you a living being, and you are forming a bond with them. Part of that is having a name to refer to them by as you talk to them.
Stories are the same, at least for me. I have no clue the true gender of what I'm creating, but to think of it impersonally takes something away from the creative process.
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