Writing Life

I've been spending as much time as I can writing.  I've been writing for a long time, so the process of putting words on the page isn't hard.  The hard part is doing it every day, consistently.  It's like exercise.  Going to the gym when you feel like it is no big deal, but going to the gym every day, no matter what you feel like, no matter what else is going on in your life--that's hard. You might say that exercise gets easier the more you do it, a habit forms and the habit takes the place of your old indolent ways, but habits are so easily broken, aren't they?  At least the productive ones are, in my expereince.  Always choose fruit over cookies until you don't and then you don't again and before you know it you've gained ten pounds.  Or always sock away some money for a rainy day, until you really really want something and your rainy day fund is...dry.  No, I think no matter how much of a habit something becomes there is always that moment when you have to choose.  Over and over again and forever.  

Every day, I choose to write.  When crap flows out of my brain unto a screen that's almost embarrassed for me I have to keep going.  When my characters look back at me in my mind's eye and say "what the hell are you thinking?"  I keep going.  That's the only thing I can do.  Write and write some more and don't stop.  

But ladies and gentlemen, it is hard sometimes.  

I am about 45% of the way through Harmony.  Send me positive thoughts.  Thank you!