Is anyone else feeling like it’s harder to slice once a week than it was to slice every day?
During March there was always a story that rose to the top of the day. Occasionally there were two or three, and that was fine because I could always post them the next day.
But this is harder. What’s worthy of these few lines? Which slice can represent me for the whole week?
“To strive, to seek, to find and not to yield.”
Before if a slice was too sentimental or introspective, the next slice could balance it out. More story. Less narration. More analysis. Add dialogue. Cute kids. School. Home. Life.
In March I was comfortable sharing flash drafts with a quick, second glance. Now I feel compelled to revise a full process piece (though this one isn’t). I’ve already thrown three crumpled balls of worthless in the trash.
I wonder if our young writers feel something akin to this in school. They can write safely in their notebooks day after day, but come time to put pencil to draft paper, or on-demand lines, the words get stuck. Hard stop.
How do we make the once-in-a-while feel just as safe as everyday home?
If you know, please share.
The alternative is slicing every day.