Committed
I have spent the month of March getting focused, clearing out old projects, and coming up with a plan. All that is great, but at some point, I have to actually do some work.
Which I did this week.
I got my non-fiction book going- 10 actual pages written. I’ve got a couple of books of fiction chomping at the bit, and of course, my short fiction here at DFB.
Yay for me, and all that jazz.
The question is how do I keep it going? As I was pondering the greatness of me and my awesome week this morning, I started getting pelted with memories of conversations I’ve had with The Man regarding exercise. I’ll make the connection- wait for it.
The Man has a hot bod. No getting around it. But he works for it. Every week. Without fail. It’s really sort of sickening. When I talk about exercising (because diet as a verb is a filthy word as far as I’m concerned) I’m usually complaining about my lack of motivation. And he usually gives me “the look” followed by “the speech”. The Man reminds me that he is not motivated to exercise (i.e., he would love to be a slack ass just like me), but he is committed to exercising. He knows he can’t eat a pint to half gallon of ice cream every night (I’m not kidding) without getting his ass in the gym a minimum of three times a week. He takes the stairs instead of the elevator at work. All day. Every day. And he parks on the higher floors in the parking garage (mostly so nobody will ding his sweet ride) and it’s again with the stairs.
Meanwhile, I drag ass and complain all the way through a 20 minute run and 10 minutes with 3lb weights. But I digress.
From now on, I vow to stop seeking motivation to write, and will plop my booty in the chair and do it (consistently, not these bursts of writing energy that wax and wane). That’s it. I will do my time every day- even if I only write one phrase over and over ( the phrase is “a writer writes”- I have pages of this from my early years of writing. Sort of like when you get in trouble in school and you had to write “I will not talk in class” 100 times in your best penmanship- not that I ever had to do that or anything) until they turn into usable phrases, sentences, and paragraphs or my timer goes off. Whichever comes first.
That’s it. I’m committed.
I am SO proud for you – you have a great idea here and the will to pursue the dream! Wonderful! I wish you much success!
Thanks SuZen. It’s amazing what happens when you just do it.
All I can do is LOL. Sounds like me a few months ago. Set my New Year writing and exercise goals (NOT resolutions). Committed to engaging in both of them several times weekly despite my lack of time because my motivation was growing and growing and growing (clothes were getting too tight and not as much money as normal was coming in from freelance writing gigs). I showed out in January and February with writing and fitness accomplishments. And then it all came to a screeching halt while preparing to run a conference at work. Well the conference ended today, yet the workout clothes I put in the car this morning are still there and you are reading the only writing I have done today. Maybe tomorrow I will…but then again, don’t I deserve at least 24 hours of downtime?
Writing involves lots of serenity,if is not cmoing out,there is absolute nothing u can do to forse it out.
Working out also involves lots of commitment but both are back by strong determinations to make things happen the way you desire.
LOL @ “Sort of like when you get in trouble in school and you had to write “I will not talk in class” 100 times in your best penmanship-”
First time on here..Nice blog.. I’m loving it.I will be back.
Thanks for stopping by Ms. SpicyTee. I’m glad you like it.
Pam- you do indeed deserve 24 hours. And then you start fresh. I’m trying to convince myself that working out is Me Time. I’m much closer to that concept than I used to be.
24 hours all at once instead of over a month??? LOL I am working on it…sort of.
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