|Breakfast, lunch & dinner = January 7|
I read somewhere once about the subject of writing and being a writer that every morning one should get up and set aside 4 hours to write. One didn’t have to actually write anything, but they couldn't do anything else.
I was awake for exactly 1 hour before I put pen to paper and even after the last paragraph, I still have nothing to write about. Of course, nothing has happened today-- yet. And I haven't quite sat here and done nothing. I drank 2 cups of coffee, combed my hair and shaved... And I thought about writing. Doesn't that count? I wrote seven thousand words in my novel in two days. That's gotta count for something, although my creative juices are feeling pretty drained as a result. Plus, I've added a daily entry to this notebook.