I am up stupidly early again. Well, not too early but it feels that way. I woke up at 0430 and it is now 0550. It's pretty close to when I usually wake up on weekdays. I have been attempting to curb my habit of editing as I write when I do these morning pages. I have not been successful. As such, I think that I shave a few minutes of writing time off in doing so. Not that much you'd think, but it counts when you are writing for ten minutes.
I have this sand timer that I love. It runs for exactly ten minutes. The best part about it is the fact that it is the only sand timer that I have found with pink sand in it. Pink is one of my favorite colors. To say the least, when I saw it in the home decor department of a store that I was shopping in, I grabbed it. It was supposed to just be a cute little thing that collects dust on your shelf, but then I timed it and discovered it was actually useful. That was where the idea of writing for ten minutes was born.
Setting a time limit on my writing is not a bad thing, in my opinion. It forces me to stay on task and keeps me from getting sucked into my work and forgetting all the other things I have to do in a given day. That said, I only use the time limit on these morning pages. My other posts are longer because I spend more time on them.
I keep trying not to correct my spelling and grammar as I am working here and it is such an ingrained habit that I keep doing it. Ugh. I have managed through chat programs to break myself of the habit of constant capitalization of sentences and such. One may wonder why this is and it's just a part of me wants to be contrary. So, if you're ever in a chat session with me, you are going to find that I type in all lowercase letters except for proper names. It isn't that I don't care as much as it is I am trying to force myself to have more mental flexibility. Breaking rules of writing is difficult and forces me to think about what I am doing.
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