I do not have a writing routine. I don’t have a writing schedule. I don’t have a word quota.
Every morning I wake up and make it up as if I’ve never done it before.
I wrote that in 2015 for my publisher’s blog. Alas, it’s still true. I’m also slow and highly distractible. Frankly it’s amazing I ever complete anything. When I do, I often have an artists residency to thank. This image depicts my desk at the last residency I did, shortly before the pandemic, in fall of 2019, at Writers at the Eyrie in Brooklyn.
