They say that it takes 21 days to form a habit. If that’s true, then I can honestly say that writing has become far more than a mere habit. It has changed my life. It has changed who I am as a person, including my dreams and aspirations. It turns out that writing is absolutely a creative outlet I didn’t even know I was craving.
August 2015 is when my life changing habit started – out of the blue – like getting hit over the head. I woke up thinking, oh my gosh, I need to write this story. I did not wake up thinking, maybe I should become a romance writer.
Regardless of my initial intentions, writing became a habit nonetheless. It quickly became a part of my daily life. I think it is safe to say that not a day has passed that I haven’t thought of my books, my characters, new story ideas, or my interest in being published. Even on the days when I didn’t write or didn’t edit, I’d be thinking about it nevertheless. Not only that, but I began getting up earlier and going to bed later in an effort to squeeze more hours into the day.
I also began reading voraciously to better know my genre. I wish I’d counted how many romance novels I’ve devoured in the last twenty months. I’ve always enjoyed reading, but it’s become an obsession. (I haven’t read this much since graduate school.) I’ve pretty much given up all evening tv time. Previously, after we put our daughters to bed, my husband and I would enjoy our favorite shows together. Now, I probably only follow one or two shows, watching them rarely more than once a week. Routinely, I fall asleep with my characters on my mind as my very last thoughts.
None of those things happened before this little writing habit took over my life.