The ultimate question for many of us is “Should I blog?” I’m heading limping through my third year of blogging, and I have lost count how many times I have wrestled with this question, or a modification of it.
A couple of weeks ago, I went on a writing-free vacation. I am always chanting the importance of writing every day to my creative writing students and my clients, so a writing-free week really goes against my grain. For me, and probably for you, too, writing is as enjoyable as it is work. It’s hard…
Inspired to write again by a new story idea, I tread carefully with the choice between plotting and pantsing. I’m traditionally a pantser, but diving into the story with no direction felt risky this time around. However, the idea of planning my book felt mechanical, academic, boooring.
For too long, my writing and my life fought for the spotlight. Even though I had my time to write daily, I felt guilty about taking that time. I should be sleeping or exercising, not writing, not having fun.
Recently, I experienced a slump in my writing. The ideas were there, but I couldn’t find the energy or the motivation to write them down. I still might have been a writer without actively writing, but I wasn’t a fulfilled writer.