Who Am I?

cropped-bluebell.jpgI have been trying really, really hard to evolve. And it is freakin’ hard. For a long time I have been able to write a little bit and get by, because after all I was busy doing other things. Cut me some slack, I told the universe in those days. I’m dancing as fast as I can!

The solution to this “problem” of having more time on my hands, and more time to write must be (a part of my brain apparently thinks) to get busy again. At least, I keep coming up with schemes to be busier, to take classes and read books (and more books). I also come up with brilliant schemes to make money:

  • I could monetize my blog!
  • I could self-publish a new poetry book and go on tour to sell it! (As if that would make money!)
  • I could apply to teach at writing conferences!
  • I could write articles as a free-lancer!
  • I could become a technical writer!
  • I could tutor children at the library!
  • I could get a job at the mall selling beautiful shirts!

The list goes on. If I want to write, my brain is apparently rationalizing, then it can come up with a whole bunch of things for me to write. A mystery novel! A mystery novel for children! A book of writing prompts!

I don’t want to rule out teaching at writing conferences, or coaching struggling writers. I penthink I would get a lot out of doing those things. But I don’t need to busy-ify my life. What I need to do is write the books I’ve been given to write. Write and finish and submit them. 

To borrow from yesterday’s blogpost: I need to bloom where I’m planted. Some days I have no idea what that bloom will be. I worry that it is mostly going to be useful for mulch. But that’s the job.

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Who Am I?

  1. Are you remembering to follow your bliss? I only say that because you said it I believe to me once or twice – You make a book review a work of art, I read your book reviews the two I put in my muses – actually they are so beautiful no one needs to read the book, I just keep savoring your words.

    We all must do the thing we think we cannot do, tired old quote – we all must be passionate – right now I’m a passionate origami crane maker and passionate about the homeless – I love the picture of you on the horse and the words. How writing everyday is transformative and for my daughter it is riding and maybe you do need to start riding.

    1. Carolynne, thank you so much for this. I keep dreaming that I am waiting tables again! But maybe there’s a story there, too, waiting to be written? I love your passionate cranes.

  2. Word!

    On Sat, Apr 23, 2016 at 10:50 AM, A Writers Alchemy wrote:

    > awritersalchemy posted: “I have been trying, really really hard to evolve. > And it’s freakin’ hard. For a long time I have been able to write a little > bit and get by, because after all I was busy doing other things. Cut me > some slack, I told the universe in those days. I’m dancing” >

  3. Found your blog this morning and found the reminder I needed about writing and moving the writing. Thank you and hope you have a productive day!

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