It’s not much, is it?
I’m a writer, which, by definition, means I must write. But what happens when writing is hard?
For a lot of people, it’s the getting started that’s the hard part. Staring at a blank page, wondering if the words you put there will be worthy. If someone (anyone) will care. If there will be mistakes. If you’ll look foolish. If anybody will even read them.
“How do I become a writer?”
“What makes a writer?”
That’s the advice that pops up again, and again, and again.
It’s easy. Just put some words down.
But sometimes it feels like being stuck in quicksand. The more you try to think of something, anything, worth writing down, the faster you sink into self-doubt, anxiety, and that well-known feeling of being trapped.
Writing is supposed to be fun.
And once you start, it is.
It just takes a bit to get into the flow of it.
So, I’m setting a goal. 50 words per day. It’s a measly amount, but that’s the point. 50 words are enough to get into the flow of things. Or realise that today isn’t the day, and then it’s okay to stop.
Recording 50 words a day, and keeping them, not deleting them — a favourite activity of mine, next to procrastination — might just be enough even to show improvement.
After 30 days, I might even post them.