For a writer, aside from blogging, I haven’t been doing much writing lately. Now that my principle procrastination tool has been taken away from me (the internet), I’ve been forced to find something to do.
Since the middle of last week, I’ve been writing a book. It isn’t fiction this time, but a non-fiction textbook about how to teach theatre production to high school students. My book has learning outcomes, resource lists, photos, tips and tricks, templates and exercises. So far, I’ve written more than 7,000 words.
Instead of dragging myself to the keyboard every day, I’m eager to get on with it. Unlike fiction, which feels like opening a vein, non-fiction is comparatively easy and fun.
It’s something I should have known. When I was doing my Masters, I always got higher marks for my factual writing than for my imaginative work. It seems that in the past I might have been wandering down the wrong path.
My plan is to complete the first couple of chapters and then to pitch to an educational publisher. It’s a long shot, like all writing, but I’m feeling mildly optimistic.
And I’m writing, which feels good.
This post is part of the April A to Z Challenge.