Years ago I built a habit of writing 500 words a day. I thought that since I had to become a good writer to write a dissertation, 500 words a day would be a way to exercise the writing muscle. Keeping in the spirit of freewriting, words could be about anything and didn’t even have to make sense. I was writing for myself, moving typing fingers or pen across the page on a regular basis as a practice.
It didn’t happen every day and I’ve since given that habit up, but my writing improved. Over a few months I bled preciousness out. Writing hundreds of words no longer seemed frightening (writing strong sentences and structuring pieces is still a struggle).
A savvy friend (I can’t remember exactly who) correctly anticipated most of my entries would be about the entries themselves.