When the days are short, both literally (in terms of daylight) and metaphorically (in terms of the amount of time available in any given day vs. the amount of things to be done), it can be a real challenge for me to keep writing on the “to-do” list. It’s awfully easy to let things slide onto the back-burner, particularly if there isn’t a specific deadline I’m writing to. The trouble is, if I let that happen, I’ll turn around and it’ll be January already, with nothing to show for it.
Well, nothing on the page, anyway.
So dashing through the snow/mall/work/family events or not, I try my best to keep writing at least a little bit every day. I think of it as little presents to myself, ones that I’ll appreciate even more when I read back through them in about a month or so.