I don’t know about you, but I can be paralyzed by my creativity – head filled to the brim with ideas and possible ways to fail.
I can criticize my way into a guilty state for not doing MORE, in turn doing NOTHING. BUT …
Today is not that day, and today will never be that day again! I don’t want it to be – at all.
The quote that has been replaying itself in my head like a quiet refrain of truth is this – Do something small, and do it well.
Just like working out for twenty minutes meets your goal for the day – anything else is extra. Work on a project for twenty minutes a day, and you have worked on and met your goal. Rest is yours. Ahem, mine 🙂 If inspiration and creativity grow beyond that point, it’s sweet fruit and time to fly.
I give myself permission from this day forward, that myTODAY will be filled with met goals and moments of creativity where ideas can grow and guilt can die.
Just in case that remark about exercising threw you off a little, read more about it here.
Then I sat back and realized how silly are my worries.Completely, utterly, and alarmingly time consuming, crash inducing, and motivation killing is what they are.
Now that they are dead (evil cackle), I am determined not to befriend one anew.
Take this blog, for instance.
I started writing and felt an insane amount of happiness, but then … du du duuuuuh, I started worrying. Am I supposed to be creating tutorials, sharing crazy amounts of pictures from my everyday life, and keeping readers interested with a consistent outpouring of witty writings and thoughtful thoughts???
Dead in the water.
Not one post since that fateful day of overwhelming worriedness. Not one.
So is that why I am doing this? That’s what I had to ask myself. If I don’t tutorialize on the daily or weekly, maybe that’s not my thing. If I’m not attempting to capture every life moment with a pic, then it would be a lie to try. Maybe, just maybe, I created this blog as a creative outlet. Just words, with an image or two thrown in. My little space on the internet to get cozy and chat with whomever might be reading this, if anybody. And if it’s sent out to the void and never read, I will still be happy having shared. Period.
Not worrying about readers, followers, or naysayers is one of the best feelings e.v.e.r 🙂
I recently read a post by a friend of mine titled “Is blogging really worth it?” I didn’t comment there, worry and I were still REALLY CLOSE, and I chickened out. A comment people! That was the freakishly high amount of self-distrust that I was having. So, anyways, it did get me thinking on what I had already been thinking on – namely the above stated doubts. That’s when I had to sit and ponder the existence and purpose of blogs. Mine in particular.
So, there you have it.
I will write.
Sometimes it will be about my fledgling business, sometimes maybe just a couple of words about the craziness that is parenting a la solo me, and maybe, occasionally I’ll feel like sharing some pics, recipes, or other tidbits of inspiration. Whatevs 🙂