There’s something about eight in the morning.
If you’re a morning person, it might just be the hour of creativity. For my father, the late Daniel Gutoff, eight in the morning was when he sat down to practice piano. For one hour. Every day until his early 90s.
For a friend, eight in the morning was when he wrote his novel. Every day in a cafe before he went to work as an editor.
For myself, early morning is when I have energy to write. The house is quiet. Only the birds serenade me. Strong coffee helps.
I find when I travel the rhythm doesn’t change. Wherever I am, the routine stays the same. Rise early, make coffee, write.
It might be a few words.
It might be a paragraph.
It doesn’t matter.
The goal is simple.
Just keep it going.