Some of that writing is really editing: I've gone into stories partway-done on my desktop, and revised (usually cutting) them. That sentence didn't need 17 words; I can say it in 12, I think at some level. (Ooo! Nine!, I also sometimes think.) Makes me, I hope, more ready to write further into those stories, since Stories Need Endings. My ending-less stories aren't going to have the staying power of, say, Chrétien de Troyes' Perceval, the Story of the Grail, which he didn't finish, so finishing them is a good idea.
'course, one story I'm working on is called "Attack Clouds," which probably wouldn't have that staying power either, but hey, I can hope, right?
I mentioned my desktop. It's currently at a makeshift standing desk in my bedroom (a chair would be a tight fit). How makeshift? The keyboard sits on my copy of The Riverside Shakespeare. I guess and hope Shakespeare wouldn't mind. I figured out that, for whatever reasons, I have an easier time writing fiction on it than on my iPad. (More signs my blog is truthful!) Meanwhile, I'm doing poetry, and I generally feel better about my poems if I write them out longhand than if I do them on the tablet or the desktop.
Here's my current poetry notebook:
(That shot is slightly doctored to cover a personal note.)
I've been using that notebook for poems since last February: my own, plus some of the poetry exercises Stephen Fry suggested in his book The Ode Less Traveled. I already have another, and sturdier, notebook waiting for when I fill this.
I like that I'm paying more attention to how I write. It's one way I've been productive lately.
May all of us who are writing have a productive time finding our words!