Why I Write Every Day (And Why It Matters)

I have a confession to make … for much of the time I was writing my next novel, I was a bad writer. That’s not to say not to say I was writing a bad story (though I haven’t read the thing, so I wouldn’t put it past me), but that I was doing a bad job at the physical act of writing.

I started this book in mid September which, in retrospect, wasn’t the smartest decision I’ve made. I just hadn’t written anything in a few months, because I’d been in editing mode, and I was anxious to get going. B...