My wonderful writing professor, without whose advice I would have made far less progress on my dissertation, cautions me not to binge-write. She argues for a writing model in which I schedule a writing session every day, and protect that writing session as an important appointment. At the end of each writing session, I am to plan the next writing session. None of these planned writing sessions should last more than a couple of hours. If the day’s schedule allows, I could schedule multiple sessions with breaks between them.
I’m sure this is a marvelous model and that those who follow it are very productive writers. I certainly have no credibility to argue against it, as I am a terribly unproductive writer. I confess I have never followed this model, so can produce no evidence that the model doesn’t work.
When my professor first told me about this approach to writing, I completely agreed with it and decided to do exactly what she said. Excited about my new plan, I dutifully scheduled, or at least intended to schedule, my next few days of writing sessions. Unfortunately, my good intentions did not suffice to overcome my natural selfishness and tendency toward laziness, and I did not follow through on my commitments. The primary problem was not so much that I did not protect my writing appointments, but rather that I did not make the appointments at all.
When I look deep inside myself and examine my character, I find that among many flaws resides a strong sense of honor and honesty, and that I place a high value upon the keeping of promises. On the surface, this sounds like a good thing, and in some ways it is. Unfortunately, it is mixed with a large amount of pride, and too often I concern myself more with the keeping of a promise than about whatever or whoever caused me to make the promise in the first place. In other words, I sometimes keep promises with my hands but not my heart.
I realize I am explaining this very badly…..and what does this have to do with my writing? The problem is that I much prefer to be a promise-keeper than a promise-breaker. I do not enjoy the feeling of shame that comes with failing to keep a commitment. Therefore I tend to only make commitments I can keep without too much trouble. So instead of making an actual writing appointment, complete with start and end time, and either keeping or breaking it, I have attempted to accomplish the same thing by trying to summon up warm feelings and enthusiasm toward writing, and a general sense of dedication toward making progress.
Is it possible to finish my dissertation or become a productive writer with this approach? Will I grow up, change my ways and actually schedule, on paper, with an exact start time, my daily writing sessions? Will I learn that the most important commitments are those that require pain to keep? Will I be willing to set high standards, and accept the risk that I may fail to meet them?
I simply do not know. I am not sure whether scheduling my writing appointments would improve the writing rhythm I seem to have recently developed, or disrupt it. In the words of Gimli the dwarf, “Sworn word may strengthen quaking heart.” The wisdom of Elrond responded, “Or break it.” So, I will follow Elrond’s advice and go on my journey with a good heart, not looking too far ahead and trusting that a blessing rests upon my endeavors. Surely I will muddle through somehow.
The original title of this post was “What is the Optimal Proportion of Binge Writing?” I planned to argue that my professor’s writing model could be improved by supplementing the daily writing sessions with regular binge-writing sessions, in which I write nearly all day, or all night, or both, or maybe even for most of a weekend. But I have discovered that once I start writing about something, it takes on a life of its own and wanders off to unexpected places, and sometimes it is simply impossible to regain control. Maybe that’s okay—according to my brother Dave Mows Grass, good blog posts are supposed take a sound point and turn it into a rambling screed. That has certainly happened here. Since this weekend is scheduled (well, if not scheduled, at least intended) to be a weekend of binge writing, then maybe next week I will be better equipped to either defend or denounce the addition of binge writing to the productive writing model.
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Many times my best ones start out me trying to write about one thing and end up writing something entirely different.
The ones that meander and shid around are almost always the best ones.
I like Elrond's view. I operate more from the gut that ever before.
This entry is chock full of insight. Your usual approach, as you describe it, is exactly how I do nearly everything: I try to summon up warm feelings and enthusiasm toward _____, and a general sense of dedication toward making progress. Then, nearly every time, I fail. The only commitments I don't fail at are the ones I know I can keep, which truth be told are the only commitments I make anymore, for that very reason. For instance, I will make a commitment--not a commitment to myself or to any other party, just a vague, unassigned commitment--to get up in the morning. I know I will keep this commitment because, for now at least, the urgent, existential need to urinate that I feel every morning is powerful enough to wake me from my unrestorative slumber, and my mind, for now at least, is still sharp enough to reason that getting up and urinating in the toilet will be less trouble than simply urinating in the bed. Perhaps when I'm older I will not be able to make these commitments so haphazardly. Once I'm up and my bladder is relieved, the rest of the day, the work and stuff, takes care of itself without me having to make any conscious commitment to do it. It is hardwired into my human brain to work eight-hour shifts in a factory, stopping to urinate every two hours, which is easy to do because a bell rings every two hours. Then I drive home like a pigeon where I continue to urinate at two-hour intervals, without need for conscious commitment or even a bell. It is hardwired behavior. Finally, my empty and meaningless day complete, I return to my bed to recharge and gain strength to take on that next vague commitment!
You are inspiring me, though, with all this deep thinking about your writing process. I'm not so much into writing, but finding some other large and challenging purpose and making a solid commitment to achieve that purpose, probably would add to my nothing life. Perhaps I'll do it right here. Yes! I will! So here it is: Today, here, in the comments section of my good sister's blog, I hereby commit to muddle through somehow.
Whoa! I feel so energized!
Love ya, Sis!
Steve, I don't claim my meandering ramblings are the best ones, but they are what they are. Hopefully the dissertation does a little better at staying focused!
Dave, um, I just have no idea what to say...apparently my post has inspired you in ways that I would never have imagined, and taken you to places where I just can't follow.
Thanks to both of you for stopping by!
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