Sometime last March, I started to write everyday. I did it because I found that I always enjoyed it, but it was never an actual practice for me.
To be frank, I didn’t think I needed to commit to it every day to say I could write (the total audacity).
Every morning I would sit in front of my computer and type on a note where I keep all the other writing. Sometimes the writing comes, sometimes it doesn’t.
Sometimes I wander around and do other things until a sentence forms, but until it does I’ve only got a blank page.
And that’s it.
It’s the creative’s job to put creativity to work, not the other way around.