I’m a blogger/writer and even though I consider that to be creative, I do it so often that it doesn’t always feel that way. That is the reason that I see great significance in experimenting with my writing.
Outside of my 2 blogs I write poetry, occasionally journal and have a notebook dedicated to writing from writing prompts. Most recently I’ve been coming up with ideas for more journalistic style pieces about life and society. They’ll require research on the topics and also time spent learning about journalism but I’m looking forward to trying something new.
Outside of writing I love arts and crafts, basically just making things with my hands. And what I find incredibly significant to my all around growth is that I’m willing to try new things.
Not to be an expert in them but more to broaden and stretch new muscles because my writing mode is different to my arts and craft mode.
I feel like anyone that blogs daily has this mental space that they go to when they’re writing.
For me I tap into my inner monologue. It’s always running and so I simply stop and pay attention to it for long enough to write a hundred words or so.
For the most part it’s easy to do, to pay attention to my thoughts and write about them.
But sometimes getting to that place isn’t so easy because we get caught in trying to be perfect or underestimating our own abilities.
The amazing thing is that, no matter how you feel you always have access to that place.
If you want to write something but nothing good comes to mind, you might think say that you have writers block.
And so perhaps you take a break from writing, convinced that you have nothing good in you to pour out at this time.
But you’ll be back to writing once the cloud clears and all your good ideas are back because what’s the use in writing if it isn’t good.
However there’s a second option, to keep writing. Even when you think it’s bad or when you know it’s not your best. Do it for the practice or for the routine.
You might even find that what you thought was writers block is just a sentence or 2 of ‘bad writing’ and after that you’re back to your usual flow.
My writing habit was born from journaling which explains why I write with such confidence.
I’m used to writing about my thoughts on life and things I’ve experienced, in fact I’m incredibly comfortable doing it.
Granted a blog is more open than a journal but the practice is the same.
It’s been more than a decade and since I first started journaling and more than 7 years since I started my first blog.
And looking back over 10 years, my writing has improved so much. I can’t promise I’m the best at it but I’m confident that I’m better than I used to be.
Best of all, it’s something I love to do.
In between listening to podcasts, laughing and reviewing information I got thinking about my book.
The book I believed I’d write when I was 9, the book I wanted to write at 15, the book I thought about starting last summer.
I really do think I could write a book even though I’m often daunted by the thought of it. It’ll be somewhere between self-help, social science and mystery.
Sometimes I think I haven’t lived enough to start writing a book but then again is there ever really a right time to start anything.
I know the answer.
The last thing I want to do is be that person wanting the same things I want now in 20 years time because I was too scared or lazy to pursue them.
I think I might start my book this summer.
It’s very rare that I write a blog post on the spot with no prior planning and minimal editing, I’m too rigid for that. I like to have that spark of an idea come to me which spurs me on to write and luckily I get it often.
I have enough thoughts and ideas to write at least daily but what I often find challenging is extracting the idea from my brain. Sometimes the final product is disappointing its like making a cake without a recipe and when you take it out the oven it’s flat, or burnt.
But I’m learning (and constantly trying to remind myself) that it’s okay if not every blog post turns out perfectly. Some days no one will read what I write and other days I’ll publish something that becomes my most viewed post.
Not every post can be absolutely perfect and considering I’m only on day 29 of daily blogging that is okay.
Sometimes I think about what my purpose is in life, what my main driving force is.
Last year I had a big revelation about this idea of experiencing joy. I realised that there is an abundance of joy to be experienced in life, if I was open to it.
This was a major mind shift as a couple years prior I had a pretty bleak outlook on life. Last year I also began to embrace my curiosity and once again I came to the obvious realisation that it’s who I am, I like learning and knowing things.
And so I’ve taken joy and curiosity as my purposes in life rather than something more specific but I think that’s enough. Gone are the days of thinking my purpose is to help people etc because that often came from a place of feeling like I needed to do things to be liked.
Spending my life exploring joy and curiosity sounds much more fulfilling.