Well, that certainly didn’t take long. Just three days into my month of writing every day and already I’m operating at only 66%. In a classic example of false starts, I had a great first day of writing: I really enjoyed the process and the progress of sitting down to write, I left feeling energized and excited for the month to come. Then, the next day, I just forgot. I wasn’t particularly busy, sick or tired; I just didn’t write. So it is that I reach another obstacle on the road to consistent writing: false starts.
I think, “I’m not doing it well, so I may as well not do it at all.”
Then, I think, “No one is reading the blog anyway. Who’s to know? I could delete it and none would be the wiser.”
Then, I think, “There are better ways I could be spending my time. How narcissistic is it to commit to writing every day for the sake of my own writing?”
So, now what? I do, of course, have full freedom to stop. I cannot convince myself that this blog will ever turn into a Julie and Julia story or that the posts will someday be compiled into an award-winning book on writing (penned by the then world-famous author I hope to be). The reality remains that this blog is primarily for my own purposes, my own benefit, and is driven solely by my own grit.
Therefore, in order to overcome my false start (known heretofore as the first hiccup in my wildly successful venture) I returned to an age-old habit when forcing myself to write: I read what I’ve written. This is another method of combating Writer’s Block that I should have mentioned in my previous post: If you’re stuck, go back and read what you’ve written before. Reading other people’s words can be helpful, but I have found that approach to be risky. If I begin to read a work by an author with a very different written voice than my own, that other author’s voice can drown out my own feeble whisper that I am attempting to nurture. Reading my own work, even the cruddy stuff, reminds me why I write, that I do sometimes have good, original thoughts and perhaps even returns me to that point at which I last left off, inviting me to move forward.
Today’s project: To reread a bit of my own work (namely, the first couple chapters of my novel) without editing and adding at least a “one inch by one inch” paragraph at the end.