No Writing Pressure, No Writing Heat
Losing the Creative Fire
I talk and whine a lot about how I want to write for a living and flush my day job as a part-time English teacher down the toilet. Funny thing is though, this year, at least from January-July, I was earning about $100 more a month writing for News Break than I was teaching English part-time.
Still, when I talk about writing for a living what I really mean is creative writing, poetry, short stories, novellas, and novels, not 600 word human interest journalism shit like I was writing for News Break. The money was great, but I can’t say I was excited about it.
On the other hand though, knowing I had to pump out at least twenty-five 600 word articles every month to make my $1500 a month base pay pushed me to write at least 15,000 words a month, essentially a quarter of a novel each month. Knowing that I can produce that much even while working part-time is encouraging.
But at the end of July, my fire for writing dropped pretty significantly. I still wrote about twenty things for Medium and two articles for News Break, but my overall word count for August was probably around 4000 words at most.
I know part of it is the loss of income. Several of the last pieces I wrote on Medium and the first I wrote for September were all about that. If nothing else, New Break’s $1500 base pay gave me something to focus on and shoot for.
I still earn about $15 a month on Medium, but the results are a lot less clear, and let's face it, $15 a month, or 3 cups of drip coffee at Starbucks aren’t exactly something to make me roll out of bed every morning and hit the keyboard.
I have a historical novel that I’ve been writing for about two years now. I’m about 15000 words into it, which means I’m roughly 80,000 words short of finishing the first draft. I need to suck it up and start pumping out words again. I can have my first draft done by January 2022 if I can just lite that damn flame again and put my writer’s nose to the grindstone.





