Why do we write?
Writing is a solitary occupation. Even in a group or at a workshop, if there is time for writing, it’s going to be time during which people aren’t supposed to speak to each other, or read each other’s work-in-progress, or surf the internet… just write. Alone. Silently except for the typing fingers.
I am subject to periods of wondering why I’m bothering to spend my limited functional time writing a novel.
It’s not that there are lots of thing I want to do, it’s that there are lots of things I SHOULD do. Continue reading