Thinking about writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Talking about writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Dreaming about writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Posting on social media about writing a book
isn’t writing a book.

Telling friends you’re writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Telling colleagues you’re writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Telling a BF/GF/BFF/SO you’re writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Telling mom you’re writing a book
isn’t writing a book.
Telling the cat you’re writing a book
isn’t writing a book.

Rewriting a paragraph until it’s perfect
isn’t writing a book.
Formatting chapters/whitespace/whatever
isn’t writing a book.
Playing with Scrivener fonts and themes
isn’t writing a book.
Fussing over a book cover
isn’t writing a book.
Endless research down the Wikipedia black hole
isn’t writing a book.
Creating 4,000 words of character lore
isn’t writing a book.
500 pages of “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”
is creepy AF, yet still isn’t writing a book.

Spending oodles of time in writers’ forums
isn’t writing a book.
Chatting up indie authors at a book fair
isn’t writing a book.
Buying indie books from a book fair
is nice but isn’t writing a book.
Building a writer website
isn’t writing a book.
“Casually” mentioning your my writer website
isn’t writing a book.
Seeking AI critique/validation of your my writer website
is kinda’ sad and isn’t writing a book.
Composing this stupid blog post
isn’t writing a fucking book.
Do you know what truly is writing a book?
Writing. A. Book.





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