One word, two words, three words …
One word, two words, three words …
I could start over, but that really changes nothing. This time I am recommitting to my year of less. Not just less of everything and more writing, but less of everything and being ok with lower writing expectations, because I work, and have obligations. So there I am, and it is ok. A lot of writers have had this dilemma. So here I go again…
Winter comes here
and i just sleep
Catching up with hopes and dreams..
So what happens if I just work and sleep? Then, I guess, I just work and sleep, and then catch up.
Dreams are like this sometimes.
here and there
one more day, showing up to the page.
Not fair
Who would win in a fight, Karma or Dharma? In other words, is trying to do the right thing enough? Unfortunately, it has to be. Sometimes I do not get to write, but oh well, keep going.
Stay on target.
It is okay to just stare at the paper, right? asking for a friend.
A kind of beginning…
In the beginning no one knows it’s the beginning. It’s hard to know when to really begin the story, so just start somewhere and then write the prequel.
Or there is Tuesday ,,,,
Just keep going. It just occurred to me that part of the benefit of morning pages (from Julia Cameron’s book, “The Artist’s Way”), is the discipline of concentrating for 30 min at a time while writing the morning pages. Maybe that is obvious to everyone else, or maybe I am just really bad at keeping my head in the moment, but I kind of doubt it. Because if you like something enough, to want to be good at it, you have to willing to be disciplined about it, and to learn to be disciplined about it. You have to be willing to be bad at it. for probably more than 30 min unfortunately. so here I go. Trying to concentrate for 30 min without daydreaming, while writing (essentially daydreaming).
BGeneric 