Writing every day used to be an ideal, a goal.
I thought I must be getting somewhere if I improved my skill every day. I had to be. How else was I going to get better? I’d write even if it wasn’t good writing. To practice was to improve. It didn’t matter what was on the page.
Lately, I haven’t been able to write like that, not even close. I’ve been busy with work, friends, school, and 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 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 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 writing every day is worth it. Or 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?