I was tagged in a post. ‘I know we’re busy but do you guys want to do this?’ It was #the100dayproject. You might have heard of it. Maybe you have some friends doing it. A small group of my friends and I have decided to do it and are updating each other every day with progress.
So the premise of the project is you pick something and you do it for 100 days. They give examples of 100 days volunteering, 100 dates, 100 days of drawing. It started as an art project but really you can take it anywhere you want.
I have decided on 100 days of scenes. I write 1 scene a day. Could be film, tv, a play; the medium is not important. It needs to be at least two pages long. And that’s it.
When I set the premise, I was terrified. It seemed like a daunting task. After day 1, I thought I’d be okay.
It was easy to write two pages, far easier than I expected.
Now I’m at day 25.
I can tell you it hasn’t all been easy. I missed one day (and made up for it the next day) and don’t wish to do that again. Otherwise, without fail, I’ve turned up at my computer and pumped out a scene. Some are terrible, some could be good. Most reflect exactly what I’m going through that day. A few are from future/current projects.
The project has made me do a few things.
It has forced me to make time for my writing, something I’ve been really terrible at doing up until now. I’m a pretty excellent procrastinator so writing projects either don’t get done or are a last minute effort, so this is making me form a routine. Well, at least I hope so.
I’m becoming less precious about my writing. At first I was really hesitant to share my scenes with my friends. But then, my friends were sharing their projects and I thought it was only fair that I did too. And then it became easier. Sure I’d love feedback sometimes, who am I kidding I just want reassurance, but generally I just put it up and they read it and that’s it. I believe growing this detachment from my writing is a good thing. It will allow me to share projects earlier, ask for help, get feedback, and it might even make it easier to throw away things that I think are good but just aren’t working.
I've had to find inspiration regardless of how I'm feeling. I’ve had a few days where I have sat in front of the computer, and I know I’ve got nothing. My mind is blank, I have no idea what to write, but I need to write. And so I do. From anything that pops into my head. I’ve been inspired by the 0 words staring back at me, my friend’s art had a fish in it so I wrote about fish, I wrote about not writing a scene. Sure, they may never see the light of day but I had to find inspiration somewhere, and I did.
So I look forward to the rest of the project. I’ll keep you updated. 75 days to go!