Writing every day used to be an ideal, a goal.
I thought that I must be getting somewhere if I improved my skill every day. I had to be. How else was I going to improve other than just writing more? I’d write even if it wasn’t good writing. To practice was to get better for me. It didn’t matter what was on the page.
Lately, I haven’t been able to write every day, not even close. I’ve been busy with work, friends, school, and just the sheer fact that I didn’t have the desire to write. So, my mountain of writing material hasn’t gotten much higher.
A part of me wants to label this as wrong. If I want to make it out there in the world as a writer, I should be out there writing. I should devote time every day to improve myself. I should work more on getting my name out there.
But another part of me sees the need of having a break. That part warns me about overworking myself and exhausting all of my creativity. It likes the fact I haven’t wrote in a week.
The battle keeps playing inside of me. Perhaps one day I’ll know whether or not writing every day is worth it. Maybe I’ll understand that taking a break is the better decision. For now, I’m not too sure.
What about your writing habits? Which path do you take?