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I have been instructed, on more than one occasion, that unless you are writing every day, you are not “A Real Writer”“TM & Pat Pending”

So sad, too bad. I don’t write, at least not in the usual and customary sense of the term, every day. Yes, I am at a keyboard, and combine letters into words and words into sentences (usually), but not as formal writing, where I dedicate a certain number of words or hours to the singular task of dedicated, written prose (or poetry.)

Much of my “daily writing” is in the form of answering emails, responding to others online, and communicating with my elected and appointment representatives within the executive and legislative branches of Government. I re-Blog, re-Tweet, and re-Tumbl thoughts and opinions of many people, some of which coincide with my own beliefs, and some of which do not.

As I’ve noted elsewhere, I tend to write via stream of consciousness; I rarely have an outline to follow, even with my short fiction. I write until the words stop, read it over, revise as best I can, and either publish it, or file it for further review at another time.

That’s the way my brain works. It may not be the way your brain works, though, and that’s perfectly fine. There is no One, True, right and Only Way of Writing. Find what works best for you – computer, typewriter, pen & paper – and the timing that works best for you. We’re all individuals, with individual processes.

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