Why are you doing this?

For the sheer joy of writing, mostly. And also partly out of a desire to get better at it along the way. I talk more about this here.

What happens at the end? What do you get out of this?

Well, nothing. Nothing tangible, anyway. There’s no prize or anything; no medal or gold star or ribbon. It’s more about the exercise itself – the discipline to write every day and the process of getting better over time – than it is about actually reaching one million words or sitting on the stack of paper once I’m done.

So what will you do when you are done?

Keep on writing. I’ll probably work on a book; focus on a project that is qualitative rather than quantitative.

What do you write?

Personal essays, mostly. Which is sort of like a snazzy way of saying: “I write about me.” I write reflections and rants; I respond to things that happen to me on a day to day basis and I write philosophically about Life – both life in general and my own, in particular.

Not all of this writing is good. In fact, most of it definitely isn’t. Much of it is cyclical or repetitive, too, given that I work through a lot of the same thoughts or ideas on different days. All good reasons why you don’t see it all here.

Where do you write?

It depends. I write a lot on the 6:33 am train if I am commuting to the suburbs that day. I write at the Starbucks on our block on the weekends. I also write on our couch. I write on planes; in the car on roadtrips. Like many writers, I kind of write wherever I am.

When do you write? How do you find the time?

I make the time. I get the writing done in the same way that we get most anything done: by making it a priority. For more information on the specifics behind my daily/weekly schedule (and a bit of motivation, if you need it), check this out. (And if you like that, here’s some more.)

Are you really writing as much as you say?

Sigh. Yes. Probably more, to be honest.