Authors these days face an ever-morphing publishing industry with ever-morphing pressure to write faster, faster, faster. I’ve never been a fast writer, but I have contracts and deadlines now that I must meet.
Here’s what I’ve done. Every day in the car ride pickup line, I type for 30 minutes on an old netbook computer. I can’t see the screen because it’s too bright in the car, despite the fact I pop open an umbrella and set it in my window to block the blazing hot sun. So instead of worrying about what I’m typing, I just…wank away. I end up getting a lot of really poorly spelled gibberish.
But hey! I’m getting like 2000 words a day!