For some of us, writing is like breathing. Doing it generates air for the soul. Is it because we have more to say, or is this how we process stress - avoid being lonely, or distracting us from pain - mental, physical, social, or emotional?
I'm not a disciplined writer ... I can't force myself to sit down and DO it. Especially if I don't want to, or don't feel like it. Mr. Aliano, my mentor and 6th grade teacher wanted me to write 2 to 4 hours a day, everyday, rain or shine. I've never done that. I hated to disappoint him, but I'm stubborn even with myself.
I just wake up in the morning, get a picture in my head, find the picture on Shutterfly, and then sit down and write. I have to have that picture before I start. Then I come up with a title. Then the Table of Contents. Then I write the story. Once I have all that stuff in place, the words can come and maybe begin to flow. Sometimes. Not always.
I have to love the story. It has to be funny, passionate, and true. Murder mystery, near death, health and wellness, surprising, interesting, simple, and thought provoking.
I like the way I write, but I would hate to have to earn a living doing this. I'd starve. Or maybe if I couldn't eat for a while, I'd find that discipline.
What do you like to read?