Here’s our walrus friend, hard at work on his latest writing endeavor. He’s finally broken through the writer’s block, and is now attempting to sally forth with his newest short story. Knowing him, it’s probably about fish.
Speaking of writing, I have finally gotten started on that New Year’s Resolution of trying to write more often. It only took about…a month or so to get around to it. Lots of thinking about it, though – and lots of procrastinating, of which I am an expert at. But yesterday, I decided it was time to get back into the game, and this time turn it into a full blown habit. I’m not going to set a time where I need to do it everyday, or else I think I’m just going to keep putting it off. What I am going to do is set an amount of words per day that I need to write. Right now it’s about 500. May increase as I continue forth.
I did realize something as I was writing, which is the difference between how I draw and how I write. When I’m drawing, I need noise. I need something playing in the background. Which is why I do a lot of drawing in front of the TV set or while watching a YouTube video. If there isn’t anything playing, I can’t seem to focus on drawing. It’s just too quiet.
Conversely, while I’m writing, I need total silence. No music, no TV, nothing. Just me and my laptop. Even when I’m writing my blog posts, I realize that it has to be quiet, or else it’ll take me forever and a day to write these things. It all has to do with thinking of what comes next – what I want to say, what I want to happen in the story, that sort of thing. If there’s noise, I get completely derailed and I can’t seem to come up with the right words. Kind of like when I’m talking to people – I need a moment to think of what I want to say. Otherwise, it’ll come out wrong.
Thinking about it, I realized that it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything in the realm of fiction. And it’s hard. You know? I’m a little out of practice. It must’ve been last summer where I was writing anything. But hey, I’ve started again. And I can’t wait to see what happens.
Side note: I don’t write on a desk, like our walrus friend here – I mostly just write hunched over on my bed. Professional.