Whether every day, once a week, or once a month a writer’s level of commitment is his or her own. Each writer sets a goal. Sometimes that goal is in writing- a posted note attached to the bathroom mirror or a daily email- other times it is a voice in their head urging them to keep moving forward, compose one more line, one more sentence, or add that last period to the masterpiece for the moment.
But the goal isn’t always the challenge. The intent is there, reminding the writer each moment spent playing an internet gave, vegging out on the couch or hanging with friends is an opportunity lost. Life happens. Whether we are there or not the games will continue. Those shows we allow to suck us in and drain away precious moments will still play to their audience. Our friends will party on.
It is when the writer puts that foot down, declares to the world that putting pen to paper is the priority, fingers to keyboard is the true calling that the intent morphs into action. There will no longer be a need to find the time to write. The time is ripe for the taking as it has always been. It is the moments waiting for the coffee to brew, the water in the shower to warm, the heating up of the car. It is there while the tank is filling, waiting in the doctor’s office or if you are a fan of voice recording, even at a red light.
Time is what it is. Just like energy, it can neither be created nor destroyed. It can be carelessly squandered away until the writer’s minute window of existence comes to an end, but time itself continues on.
So there is no need to find the time to write. We must make the time, choose the priority or no longer complain when the time has passed us by.