I spent Labor Day spreading cheer and good will as well as low-salt lasagna, Splenda peach cobbler, and an entire Labor Day-type lunch for four other people. In short, I did not write.
Until just now. I went back to Write Everyday at Procrastinating Writers and did another five minutes on the potato chip story. Oh, my gosh. I am so stoked. I wrote five minutes! And I wrote five minutes Saturday night! On the same project! I've written ten minutes!
I know. That is tragically lame.
Check out Tanita's comment to this post. She writes about an article she read that claimed most writers only work about twenty minutes a day. In my experience, that's about right.
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I'll do you one better: here's the actual article. It helped me a lot to realize that the world is upping its distraction rate, and we have to simply compensate, and not bemoan the time we spend on distractions (wasting further time).
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