When I first started writing, I had no end goal in mind. I used to write and read like a ping pong ball, bouncing back and forth across the net between reading and writing in rapid succession. In any given day I might read a book of one genre, write a scene in a different genre, and flick back to reading a book in another genre still.
I did this for years, dabbling in reading styles and writing styles and genres of every kind.
I have noticed a change, though, more recently as I have focused on writing complete books … my reading and writing activity now comes in waves.
When I write I become very focused on the writing. It’s like I’m caught up in the process of creation so comprehensively that all I do is write, and I keep doing this until my creative brain is numb. It pulls at me and consumes…
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