Bored yet? Tired of my endless repetition? Well too bad!
I'm in another funk. I think it's because of my last two blog entries. My critical voice is nagging at me--telling me how presumptuous it is for me to think I have any business educating anyone about writing.
Sheesh! I know I'm being ridiculous, but I just can't stop these critical thoughts. So I'm going to use this blog for the purpose for which it was originally intended. (Man, talk about awkward phrasing!) To help me get over myself and write even when I'm stuck in Funkytown.
Two hours. Rest time and after the kids go to bed. Even if it's painful. Even if the words come slow as chilled honey.
I'm doing it!
2 comments:
Not bored, not tired (well, not of YOU ;), and no, you're not even being ridiculous. You are, however, overrhinking it. You are a writer, because YOU WRITE. You are qualified to give information, advice, and encouragement, because you have information, knowledge, and empathy. So go write something ... anything you want! We're reading! :)
Thanks, wyo. I know you're right--logically, intellectually, rationally you make perfect sense. My swings in confidence, however, are not rational. I can't really talk myself out of the lows. I just have to ride them out. So in that respect, I'm not "overthinking", but rather "overfeeling".
Anyway, the best thing for me to do when I'm in a low place is to try again because often the next time I sit down to write, I feel much better. And for some reason, declaring my intentions here on this blog helps me get my butt in gear.
It worked tonight. I wrote for two hours and it went really well.
Thanks again, for being such a supportive friend. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.
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