My writing routine looks like this…

Last week, I talked about writing, or rather, I wrote about writing. This week, I thought I write some more about writing. You know, for a long time I thought that writers had to have a niche or a topic or genre that they pretty much only specialize in, but boy was I wrong.

First off, let me say that there is nothing wrong with having a niche or a topic that you specialize in. I think if you find something you like and you want to stick with it, then do it! What I don’t think is a good idea is limiting yourself to that topic.

I know this from experience because when I first started publishing my writing, I was limiting myself to the niche I was writing about. After a while, my writing began to feel repetitive and dull, at least to me. I started moving away from my niche, and I believe that’s when I truly found my voice.

Originally, I was writing for the blog, for others. When I left my niche behind and started writing about the things that I thought were fun and whimsical, I started feeling better about myself and my writing. Not that I didn’t enjoy writing about living positively, but there’s only so many ways you can phrase that until it gets repetitive and your writing ends up in the same pond as everyone else.

When I pick up my pen to write these journals, I have no plan in mind. I don’t have topics picked out, and I don’t have a “content calendar.” Nothing—at least in The Sunday Journal—is planned out. I might write posts ahead of time, but I assure you, there is no rhyme or reason tot hese ramblings.

The Sunday Journal consists of whatever I felt like writing in that moment, and that’s exactly how I like it. I tried to stick with planned topics, and I always ended up blanking on how exactly to write about them. Much of my writer’s block is gone, and I think not having anything planned in advance is part of the reason why.

My writing routine looks like this:

I open my journal and title the page with “The Sunday Journal” and the date I’m going to share it with the world. Then I sit for a minute or two, just thinking; preparing, maybe. I still haven’t fully figured out what exactly goes on in my head in the moments right before picking up the pen and writing.

There’s no rhyme or reason to the flow of words that pour out of me. Honestly, I often have no idea what I’m writing about until I’m done writing about it. That’s the other thing about when I write—I usually don’t stop until I feel that I’ve written everything that needs to be written for whatever it is I’m writing about.

Just like this piece you’re reading right now! When I start putting the pen down to father my thoughts, that’s how I know I’m reaching the end.

I’ve already put my pen down twice, so the end of this piece is clearly in sight.

Oh look!

The End.