The Write Stuff

In the last couple of months, I've been doing quite a bit of writing. Whether it's a regular blog post, something for work, a review, or a tv recap, there's a lot of writing to be done. It's not surprising if in a week, I write for 5 or 6 hours. It may not seem like a lot, but it's quite the increase after barely writing a few hours a month.

As you can imagine, I've been doing a lot of complaining lately. (Not any serious complaining, just the "oh I finally got that done but darn now I have another one!" kind.) But with every complaint comes the satisfaction of knowing that it feels right. It feels great to be constantly writing, and, believe it or not, it just makes me want to write more.

I’ve been waking up really early for the past couple of weeks, giving myself time to make my own coffee at home and have some toast with Nutella, aka, the breakfast of champions. I’m starting to wonder if I should get up a bit earlier so that I can do those things while also writing. Writing what, I’m not sure, but writing. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for a long time now, but have never really made a part of my daily routine.

Could it be that I’m finally getting used to the idea that I want to be a writer? A big fat duh, to be sure, but I’m marking it as an accomplishment.

When did you realize you knew what you wanted to be “when you grow up”? How did you start taking steps toward that goal?