Every Tuesday morning, I kiss my kids good-bye, I gather my computer, and I drive to my favorite local cafe. I order my coffee and find a seat by itself. Then I labor with words for several hours, pushing my mind to the edge of its skill. Whenever the calendar says it’s Tuesday I do this, whether or not I feel inspired. It is my weekly discipline, a rhythm I have come to treasure.
Why do I set aside a day for writing every week?
For the love of it. In mid-2015, something changed. For the first time, I had a desire to write. I wanted to. Continue reading “Why I write”