Over the last few months as my friends and family have been encouraging me to write more, I’ve thought a lot about why I want to write. And why I can’t seem to actually sit down and write.
One of the themes (okay, THE theme) is school. I always come back ’round to “I can’t write more because of school.” Too busy, too tired, too mentally worn down. Then something occurred to me tonight. School IS writing. I estimate that over the last 30 months, I’ve written at least 80,000 words (and that’s conservative, just written assignments not including discussion requirements).
That’s a medium-sized novel. So it’s not that I’m unable to write. Clearly, I can. Now what do I do with that?
I just stumbled along here. Don’t let school get in the way of your writing. There will always be things that can take away time from writing. I think what you write now would be different from what you would write late and if you don’t do it now then you will never know what you would have written now.
I like really long sentences. I think they are more efficient.