A THOUSAND WORDS A DAY, I see it’s been.
Not on purpose, not a goal,
but just because my pockets were full.
This is how the economics of writing works.
You have to spend it all.
Every day.
1,000 words a day, give or take a few,
and the proof,
a 3-ring binder,
new in summer,
once holding a solitary sheet,
now almost full.
What’s given in a day
must be spent,
all of it.
Next day, if needed, more comes.
A FEARFUL WRITER, risk-averse,
always saving for the rainy day,
finds this a difficult principle to act upon,
to pull the pockets inside-out
and shake free
every crumb,
every bit of lint,
every last comma.
I too want to spend what I have to give. I love the empty pockets analogy.
I love it, “every crumb, every bit of lint, every last comma.”
I won’t claim to write 1,000 words a day, but I have been following the principle of “spend it all” for a while now. I’ve learned that when you do spend it, more always comes.