I love to write. I love it more than I like to revise, though I don’d mind revising that much. But when you’re writing new material, it’s so freeing. It’s so easy to see the progress you’re making. To know you’ve Accomplished Something. That’s harder to track with revisions.
But writing itself? Love it.
Of course, I also love chocolate cake. If left to my own devices, I would happily eat a slice of the darkest chocolate cake you can imagine, every day. Maybe with some milk or ice cream? Oh yeah. One slice each day is perfect.
However, the thought of having two or three slices of chocolate cake each day? Not as appealing. I’d probably decline the offer. “I’m good with one, thanks.”
Writing and revising on a deadline is like that. I love to write. But to force myself to write more or revise more each day is a struggle, I’m finding. Not that I can’t do it, but that it’s not as enjoyable. Each day, I know I’ve got more of that chocolate cake to eat. And not just a bit. A lot. And so I have to push myself to do it.
Which is to say I have little time right now. You’re on your own, folks. See you Monday.