I have a set schedule. I write at nine every day. Rain, shine, I commit to two hours of writing and deliver a finished piece. From sourcing and creating an image to the first draft, through multiple edits, a title, proof-reading, and scheduling a post, my timeline does not change. I find working with a rigid outline forces me into preconceived conclusions. But working without direction or a destination is a recipe for disaster. There is a delicate balance to writing without limits and writing with purpose.
Given too many choices, and no expectations, I can’t decide, and my story goes nowhere. I need rules, constraints, guidelines, a theme, and a challenge. Restrictions like word counts, time limits, and themes, create a puzzle to occupy my critical mind. Specific benchmarks quiet my inner censor which allows my subconscious brain room to play.
The hardest part is getting started. I stutter…
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