Today’s been one of those days.
I had a really good day, for the most part, but it wasn’t a good ‘writing day.’ The words haven’t fell from my fingertips like they have been for the past 52 days. Everything I’ve written has cost me.
It’s been so bad today, that my morning routine produced only 551 words. Usually, it’s 1,000 or more. I haven’t felt the Muse beat on my door. Some day’s are like that. My whole day of writing on Faithless has produced 617 words.
Tomorrow, I whisper to myself. We’ll get it in tomorrow.
I’m not going to throw in the customary ‘will be better.’ If I’m anything, I’m honest with myself. However, I am driving to another state tomorrow and will return Saturday evening. So, I have that to look forward to.
The business of writing can be daunting. A thick skin is a pre-requisite. Sometimes I wonder if I’m any good at my craft, other times I parade around my house in my pajama bottoms shaking imagined hands with imaginary people, all while issuing ‘thanks’ for the compliments on my latest masterpiece.
Let me put that touch of vanity to the side. In all seriousness, some days it’s a struggle to write a sentence much less 500 words. Other days, well, there’s no turning off the spout. I remember this instance when I wrote on the front inside cover of my Bible. I was 13 years old and I wrote, “what pays off is the consistency to keep going.”
On days like today, you just keep going. 617 new words beats none. If it was ten new words, that’s still better than nothing. Even if all you did was sit behind the desk and look at an empty screen until a word showed up, you stayed in the habit.
Excellence is a habit. Hard work and consistency will see you to the finish line.
You got this.