Yesterday, during a trial run for an authors’ roundtable, I was asked about my writing rituals. Did I have any habits that keep me writing? I do.
One is my writing log. I’ve been writing the date and what I worked on that day in a lined notebook I bought in a drugstore close to the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts. This was when I first embarked on my book project during my first residency at the VCCA. Initially I emulated Hemingway’s habit by logging how many words I’d written each day; my minimum goal was 500. That worked well when I was writing first draft. Now I am in revision mode, and so I log what chapter I worked on. I get an odd satisfaction from looking at my penciled notations. The log gives me a sense of having worked, and it also makes large gaps in writing all too apparent.