The night sky was sparkling with bright city lights and the crescent moon shone like a silvery spotlight. I looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity and beyond. The occasional sound of faraway cars broke the silence of the night. The high rooftop was the best place to see the constellations,the poll ution of the city…
Today I want to talk about writing routines. about having them, wanting them or not having one at all and the (social) pressure of it. Almost every day on instagram I see a post, story or reel about people’s writing routines. Mostly it starts with lighting a candle, getting your favorite drink or something in that general direction. But now,…