Still too busy to write. Family is more important. Took my niece to a Japanese garden. She loved it. Here’s something I originally posted to https://thestoryclub.locals.com/ about how I write everyday.
So, I’m an aspiring author, and I publish a blog on a WordPress site. It serves as a sort of coping mechanism for a few problems; I force myself to publish something every day. My posts are not always good, are often rushed, but I get the job done. I do all this because I need to. I don’t always want to, but I know I go crazy when I don’t write regularly. If it’s not a flare up of depression, long periods of not writing lead me into a sort of monomania where I conceive of a story and am next to senseless until I write it down—which can take a few days. Forcing myself to write everyday staves off this craziness.
However, this all leads to a new problem, burning out. It is easy to get writer’s block when you’re writing every day. So, instead of doing the sensible thing and only publishing on weekdays or only every other day or something, I just keep writing. I keep writing, and I try to find ways to feed my soul—I can’t think of a better phrase—so I don’t run out of gas.
Here are some ways I try to avoid burn out while continuing to write basically all the time:
- Make the time to read things I love
- Make time to be with people I love
- Listen to music (I just got some “Best of” collection of a Russian blighter named Rachmaninov)
- Silence (This one is very hard to do)
- Enjoying nature
This last one is huge. I live in a pristine part of the Northwest where forests and mountains and valleys and rivers and waterfalls are only a drive away, sometimes a walk away. There are few things which feed my soul more than to sit and gaze out at some grand vista on a foggy morning, or just to lounge beside a stream as it gurgles by.
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