Do you know what wins in life? It’s not talent, it’s consistency.
I wasn’t born rich, but we have a budget, stick to it, and we do okay.
I’m not a great artist, but I keep doing art, and I get better every year.
Similarly, a book gets written when you sit down every day and write. My creative time is every evening from 7:00 to 9:00 p.m. I work all day, come home, take a walk, eat whatever cool stuff my wife has prepared, do the dishes and sit down to creative work. I do this every day, am more flexible with my time on Saturday, and I don’t do anything but rest on Sunday.
It’s a habit. I don’t ask myself if I feel like it, it’s just that thing I do when 7:00 rolls around, and it’s how progress happens. As of now, I’m at 23,700 words on the novel and it’s going great.
I’m a little crazy about it. My wife says when I’m on, I’m on, and when I’m off, I’m off. There’s no in-between. I get nuts if dinner runs late and I’m still doing dishes as the minutes past 7:00 roll by. I start spinning stories about how the writing, or my art aren’t really important to me, how I’m just going to blow them off and wind up as some kind of half-person in life. “He was so talented,” someone will sniff, looking down at my freshly covered grave. “If only he had finished something.” Yeah.
I hope you do, too.