There are a few definitions of a writer that I like. I think my two favorites are:
A writer is someone who has written today.
A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than for other people.
Obviously I’m more of a second-statement writer as of late. But I don’t think getting down on myself for not writing enough is going to help; I’ve been beating myself up for days because I hadn’t written and that certainly didn’t drive me to the keyboard. I’m just going to have to stay positive.
Yes, all who know me, I can hear you laughing after that last sentence. So maybe I’m not the world’s most positive person in the world. Maybe under ‘cynic’ in the dictionary there’s a big frowning picture of me. I can change, right? At least I can try. For instance, here I am, attempting a free write before diving into the novel my mother and I are working on. In fact, it’s open in another window, cursor a-blink at the end of the last chapter, just waiting for me to switch windows and get to it. So, at least for tonight, I am a first-statement writer.