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When my second novel came out, a friend of mine asked me how much I paid the elves in my basement to write it, which was really his facetious way of asking, when do I find time to write. It was a valid question for me and probably is for many writers, published and unpublished, who hold down jobs, go to school, take care of a family and carry out a host of activities that max out their 24 hours. So where do we find a 25th to write?
I started my first novel while working a nine to five mindless job that freed up my brain to dream up ideas that found their way into Man Enough For Me. And since all this began in a January where we were experiencing real winter, I had a lot of inside time to make it happen.
For my second novel I was overseas teaching and not as available. But there is something about a story in progress that pulls you in and makes you make time in the middle of your crazy schedule to write. It might mean a few late nights under a florescent light bulb, or some early mornings where it’s only you and the first streams of sunlight. It may be a few hours or only a few minutes. But whenever you can make time to write you must, because I have found the longer I go without writing, the harder it is to write when I sit down to do it. In the real world of deadlines, TTC delays and major exams writing every day is not always possible. But writing often is. And you should do it. Because writing is just like a muscle – if you don’t use it, you will lose it.