In a recent conversation with Cindy, my life coach, I talked about how badly I wanted to be in the outdoors in whatever profession I take on next. I felt like I desperately needed the sunshine and fresh air. She asked if I’ve been getting any of that in the evenings, and I acknowledged I hadn’t. She suggested that might be part of the problem. I realized it’s the same with my writing. I am upset because I’m too busy to write, but I know I have time for it. If I have time for Facebook, if I have time for doing my hair — or general lolly-gagging — I have some precious moments for writing. Do I believe I’m a writer? As my metaphysics teacher Golbahar reminded me — you gotta fake it ’til you make it.
Tying this together, I need to make time to write, having purpose with my time — and even if I don’t believe I’m a writer — fake it until I finally do. It’s the Law of Believing and Knowing, and I’m still in infancy with this one. I think I believe I’m a writer. I intend to know it.
And thus my plan to write every day. Even if it’s a sentence. I have a book with 2 daily writing prompts, and I intend to at least peek at that every day. And I’d really like to blog every day, or at least every other day. Brian suggested that I have a theme for certain days. So far, I’m thinking:
Free Space Friday
And the weekends could be related to health/general life stuff.
More writing to follow! 🙂