When I first started this blog, it came with the notion that I would blog every day. I’d eventually build a following of
hundreds thousands of readers, and always have something clever to write about.
Turns out, that’s not the case.
As much as I hate to admit this, I don’t always have something super clever to say.
It’s been a struggle to find the motivation to write lately. I get distracted easily, and rather than sitting down and writing I’ll be browsing Facebook, or playing a game on my phone, or playing XBox One with the boy, or watching TV/Netflix, or cleaning.. basically, I’m doing everything BUT writing.
And that sucks. I hate it.
Beverly Clearly has a quote that says:
If you don’t see the book you want on the shelf, write it.
I love writing, but my love for it isn’t strong enough than my want to do other things. I can’t seem to focus on just one thing. I’d LOVE-LOVE-LOVE to write a novel.
And I started one, got about 100 pages in, and the want to keep writing just.. kinda.. died.
I know that I’m happiest when I’m writing. My brain just spews out word after word and the page slowly begins to fill up. It helps me create memories, remember things I wouldn’t normally remember, and share my thoughts and stories with people I wouldn’t normally share them with. It’s a great feeling. I just need to get back into that “writing zone” and stay there.
But Cassie, how are you going to do that?
Well, I’m glad you asked!
I’m going to create a schedule. I was doing this earlier this year and it was working wonderfully. I need to start creating a writing schedule and ACTUALLY STICK TO IT.
My work week is pretty much consistent, so really, there is no excuse. Yes, I have housework and cleaning to do, but that’s what my schedule is for. Laundry isn’t washed by hand, so why am I not taking advantage of my time and writing while the clothes are in the wash? Beats me.
I’m also a big fan of secluding myself when I have to work, but I need a work space, and I’m gonna have to create one for myself. Getting out of the house helps, but I hate having to lug around my laptop bag and purse and coat and whatever else, and then having to spend money at a coffee shop when I can make coffee at home.
Long story short, I need to write more because writing makes me happy.
If I’m going to call myself a writer, I need to write.