The more I write, the more I find it necessary to study. I remember hearing a joke once about attorneys… something along the lines of “Why would you pick a job where you have to study for the rest of your life?”
I’m pretty sure writing is exactly the same, except I love to study now. LLLLUUUURRRRVVVV it. I look forward to getting on my computer and scouring my social media, looking for new writers, new motivators and publications. I can spend hours reading articles and book reviews and blogs.
The other thing I’ve noticed as I’ve moved along in this process? The more I study, the more my mind becomes an idea machine. How does that happen and where was that machine when I was first starting out? Back then, I couldn’t come up with enough ideas to fill an index card. Now, I keep running lists with paragraphs of notes, some articles half written already on my phone, on my laptop and in a notebook in my purse. Oh… and a stack of index cards on my desk.
The more I delve into the world of writing, the more I fall in love with it. The process of finding and pitching new publications exhilarates me. I keep an open file in excel where I track publications, who I pitch to and who I’ve heard back from. Every day the list gets longer and every day, I think to myself that it isn’t long enough.
Sometimes the ideas come so fast, that I have a dozen documents open on my laptop and work through each one, a little at a time. I worry my mind moves so fast that there is no way I’ll ever finish all of them. But then I read an interview with a writer I admire and she talked about how she usually has so many tabs and documents open that her computer slows down. And then I saw an interview with James Patterson on CBS Sunday Morning and they showed his office and how many open projects he’s working on and I thought… nah… that’s just how we roll.
Miles of homework that never ends.