Thirty-one days is a lot of days, even when you start a few days into the challenge. I find after taking a few days off to deal with some medical issues, finding all sorts of excuses not to write.
I am too busy.
The kids have stuff.
I have laundry to do.
We are out of cereal and I have to go to the store.
I need to paint that room I have been meaning to paint for 4 years.
There is a new episode to watch.
I am just too tired.
Bottom line, I don’t want to. I am like a defiant three year old stomping their feet and crossing their arms.
Bottom line, fear has entered the house. Welcome back old friend. Actually, I am not sure you ever left. You certainly have taken over the drivers seat while I was sitting on the couch watching that latest episode of This is Us.
The truth is fear is a writers constant companion. You cannot write without fear…will I be good enough? Do I have anything to say? Will anyone like what I say? Has it all been said before? Fear loves to tell you all these things and more to keep you painting rooms and doing laundry instead of writing.
The thing is…it has all been said before, but not by me. It doesn’t matter if anyone reads it or likes it or if it sucks to high heaven. My story deserves to be told. My creative side deserves to live along side fear.
And creative, I want you back in the drivers seat.
The real truth is, I have been writing. I have been writing a fictional story for a class I am taking. When I write this blog I get so far behind on that writing.
The real truth is, my fictional characters haunt my sleep if I don’t write them and this blog does not haunt me.
The real truth is, there is not enough hours in the day for three kids, laundry, TV watching, and writing two projects every day.
That might have made me a feel like a failure in my old perfectionistic mind, but now…