writeonwednesday…practice practice practice
August 27, 2008 § 5 Comments
The old joke comes to mind:
“How do you get to Carnegie Hall?”
Whoops, wrong art form.
That one is for musicians.
I guess the Carnegie Hall equivalent for writers would be…the New York Times bestseller list? Or, a table display of one’s book at Barnes and Noble?
Doesn’t matter what the primo writing goal is – Becca is right, as is Natalie. It takes practice. Writing practice. Sigh. And so this week’s prompt from Becca, who offers up our weekly “challenges” that keep us all writing and talking and talking about writing (which is keenly important, too.) She writes:
And so this prompt turns into My
And this is how I abuse the muse. One minute I’m in the kitchen, finishing the dishes. The next I’m at the desk, circling the PC, typing, circling, typing. I don’t take time to practice. I’ve lost the habit.
I have had jobs where I did indeed have time to do a practice in the morning.
But now, after walking the dogs, I spend about 30 minutes at the PC, reading blogs, writing an entry, commenting. The blogworld is my “paper”, with my coffee. Then I wedge in my must-do writing. Then I race upstairs. I run around the bedroom pulling together an outfit and hoping to remember some mascara so my eyes don’t look completely invisible all day. I get ready for work like a fireman.
And the rest of the day is claimed otherwise. No writing practice in sight, though I will work on an article that’s due or my interminable essays that I must.finish.and.get.out.there. Those are accomplished at either end of the day, as mentioned, but rarely during.
I can however address what I imagine writing practice would be like…
Up at 6. Coffee. Blog in the semi-dark. 30 minutes only.
One more large coffee. Notebook. Bic stick pen (the old blue one).
Begin writing practice as the sun approaches full blush.
Sip. Write. Sip. Write. Sip. Write. Write. Write.
Have those three pages. (yes, I believe in the magic of the 3 pages.
Then slip into my “required” writing.
Then prep for the day in a leisurely manner.
So that’s how I’d do it.
Why don’t you? you ask.
Mostly cause I stay up late to have time with HM.
I don’t get up early enough.
Maybe I could begin that.
Might as well throw some workout exercises in there, too.
But just maybe…