In part, I've decided to write about my day-to-day experience with a disposable razor to force myself to write every day, or at least every day that I shave. Strangely, I find it harder to write every day than to shave every day. I say "strangely" because I learned to write a good decade before I needed to shave, so you would think I'd have an easier time of writing.
Not so.
Writing, of course, requires much more mental effort than shaving. I don't simply write starting at my left ear and work my way across to my right. Hmmmm...actually, I do start on the left and work my way to the right, as does the writer of any language based on the Roman alphabet.
More accurately, I don't have to think to make myself shave. It's something I do in between brushing my teeth and getting dressed. To write this blog, for instance, I have to remember to take a moment among the meetings and phone calls and real work. Then I have to think of a subject.
I suspect that it will get easier to write over time. As I recall, those first few shaves seemed like torture.
So ask me again in a few months...or when I grow a beard.
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