I’ve always been a firm believer that life isn’t always about the destination but about how you get there and what you learn along the way. With that said, I know all the things that I want to do but creating that path isn’t always easy. Not that the things I want to accomplish are so daunting, its sheer laziness and the inability to see myself past where I am currently.
Another issue is keeping my creative juices flowing, as a writer when life gets a hold of you and the sadness hits its difficult to write about anything that utter sadness and people who go through it every day don’t want to read about it, so, knowing that I get stuck in a cycle of writers block and writers remorse when I write or type anything out. Hell, it’s a 50/50 shot that this blog will even get posted and I have about 8 drafts that are non published chunks of writing just sitting there, floating in the ethereal space that is WordPress.
My solution? I don’t have one. I think working at a job where your soul gets sucker punched at least once a day has an effect on my ability to be creative and feel like I’m creating something worth sharing or even worth writing down. Getting home late, with no time to even fix myself a proper dinner in the heat before I want to collapse is also another factor…I can’t very well quit my job and stay home to write can I? No bills will get paid so I’m off to try to find a happy medium.
I will be slightly creative and slightly tired more than likely or creative with no desire to get up and write. We’ll see. I will just try force blogging more often.