Each time I press the publish button, worries about writing the next blog post kicks in.
Writing gives me mixed emotions. On rare, very rare, occasions, words seem to flow effortlessly and I am convinced that I was born to write. But a majority of the time, writing gives me muscular back aches and emotional discomfort as I struggle to quiet my own critical voice.
When it’s going well, it’s exhilarating. When the words don’t come, the process is daunting and downright depressing.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
– Ernest Hemingway
Producing anything good takes time, effort, and perseverance, but I overlook that on a daily basis. I’m constantly needing to remind myself that a small step taken today is closer toward attaining my goal. It doesn’t all happen in one sitting or in one day; the process is a journey that takes time and many surprise detours.
One thought at a time. One idea at a time. One word. One string of words. One sentence. Build from there.
I tell my kids that learning takes time and that a little progress made today is still progress. Easy to say but hard to do myself.
I hope you all have a great writing day!