Time swirls by and before you realise it you’re the owner of a two year old blog.
And like most two year olds my blog has reached its toddler state. It has random fears like: No One Is EVER Going To Read Me and WHAT AM I DOING HERE.
I think it’s also a little afraid of the dark.
Sometimes my blog glares at me for no specific reason or has a tantrum about wanting more attention. It stands on its own for weeks but then suddenly it’s all clingy again.
I adore my two year old.
It helps me face my own insecurities, helps me focus on things I find important.
Yes I know I am talking about a blog. Yes. I know I am weird.
No. You do not need to tell me.
I was going to name this post The Avocado Project part 2, but decided against it because nobody is interested in knowing how I killed my first attempt at growing an avocado plant by water depravation. Apparently they don’t last very long without it. And besides, I never got around posting part one, because I forgot (so part 2 is actually a stand alone and could be named part one, hmm..).
Since you’ve come this far, it probably means you are interested in my avocado project and I want to reassure you, there will be pictures if I succeed.
For those not interested in the avocado project : I’ll probably won’t.
For those who don’t like avocados: go away. I don’t like you. (kidding, please stay, pretty please)
Anyway, I was thinking about motivation, and how I can make myself do things. And by things I mean WRITING things.
It was triggered by this spot-on post by Alikay Wood. Like her I have the tendency to be lazy. In my defence: in previous lives I most definitely was a very fat cat.
How am I going to trick myself to do more of this writing thing. The first step is to pinpoint what has worked for me in the past. And I can think of one thing: grades. I like getting good grades. But I mostly like them when I didn’t work hard for them. You see?
I have a serious problem.
So what would help me achieve my I-want-to-write- for- a–living- dream ? It seems I need to be accountable and proclaim my goals to the world (or to anyone who wants to listen). Blogging also helps. It helps me focus on the path I want to take. It’s very super-easy to get distracted with life, but I have so much fun writing posts and reading those of others. It gets me in the mood for writing.
And that’s important. Because writing is my North.
Sometimes I’ll stray to the West or South on a different path, pursuing other life-things, but my inner compass always gets me back on track. Pointing in the direction I feel most comfortable and happy.
North, where the writing lives.
Sidenote: the word ‘very’ is like vermin but I’m on to it now. No more sneaking in between words. If you spot one I missed. YOU NEED TO TELL ME.