I’m in the middle of writing some very intense scenes in book two. They’re wearing me out emotionally and because I’m giving all that I have to the book, I’m having a really hard time blogging. I can’t seem to come up with anything that sounds profound or even interesting. I’m kind of stuck and I have a few deadlines (tight, although self-imposed) to meet.
Writing is really, really hard work…at least for me. There I said it. I love every minute of this crazy journey I have embarked upon but it seriously can wear me out. If you’re reading this you know that not only did I decide to write a book, I also decided to become a blogger and because I’m trying to build my brand, and am somewhat of an over-achiever, I blog twice a week. It’s a lot of pressure when you consider that I have a whole other real life I have to attend to as well.
Great ideas are not always useful
There are weeks when I have more ideas than I know what to do with. I jot them down on sticky notes and in my phone. I have even woken up and hurried to write something down because it mattered. I have used some of these “great ideas” already and others haven’t seen the light of day because they really aren’t so great in retrospect or because I honestly forgot what the relevance was to begin with. Other weeks I struggle to come up with anything that remotely sounds interesting, even to myself. On those weeks I just want to stop writing. I’m having one of those weeks right now.
Feeling like a million bucks
You might be asking yourself why I even bother if I’m having such a hard time. This is after all, somewhat of a hobby for me (at this point) and nobody is forcing me to do it, right? Well, I ask myself the same thing each time I feel uninspired, and I always come up with the same answer: it’s so worth it and I really, really love doing it. As a matter of fact, I feel like I have to write and when I get something down that sounds great, I feel like a million bucks.
Eight months ago I was writing work-related proposals, to-do lists and random Facebook posts. Today, I’m almost done with my second novel, I have a small library of personal blogs under my belt, and I’ve written a guest blog for an award winning blogspot that should be coming out in the next few weeks. I never really imagined that I would be where I am in such a short amount of time. I try and remind myself of that when I can’t think of a single thing to say.
Sometimes it really is just a matter of sitting down and doing it. I have six, yes six, unfinished blogs that I attempted to finish today. This is me; writing even though I’m not sure I have anything to say; writing because as I said above, I just have to.
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