For me, writing is like having a relationship. Sure, you can pop the occasional quickie, but for the most part, it's a lot of time, a lot of attention, a lot of listening... How many relationships would last if you were always thinking about the other stuff you had to get to.
I'm always rushed to get a certain number of pages done a day. For the most part, this is a frustrating act. I came close to abandoning several ideas, and then this guy at my work, Erik, he starts talking about his kids, and spending time with this kids, and how you have to do that. How kids remember what you do with them, not what you say to them. And I got to thinking about creativity... as a little kid.
I mean, the last thing I want is for my creative kid to grow up with issues, abandonment issues, you didn't love me as much as you loved your TV or your pornography. And me sort of shyly going, uhm, well -- yeah, I love you both the same. But, really -- you are what you do.
So, I've been focused on carving out a certain amount of time every morning -- the most precious time of the morning -- to spend time with the kid.
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