“As February begins, so does the list of new writing goals to achieve. The last week I’ve spent trying to give myself the time I needed to work through all of the stress of an everyday productive lifestyle. I know that the nights are going to get longer, the work is going to get harder, and the time to get it all done is winding down. I can make as many excuses as I wish to try to constitute the fact that I haven’t been putting the time into my writing, but it isn’t going to get me anywhere. The only thing that is going to lead me into the progression I truly seek, is making time to work consistently. I, much like many others, have a very clear idea of what I want to be doing, how I want to be achieving it, and even where I could potentially begin. Lately, I’ve found that I’ve been asking myself, “What will people think of this?” rather than asking myself, “Does this make me happy? Is this the route I want my story to take?” All I want to do this month, where my writing is concerned, is to stop caring so much about what the outcome might be. I just want to fall into it, I just want to experience all that I’m writing, so that the best of my writing style can really change the initial idea that made me begin this project in the first place.”
It’s a new month, and that means starting fresh where my productivity level is concerned. There are many things that I want to accomplish once the month has come to a close, and it starts and ends with my writing. I spoke of my current project many times throughout the last few weeks and I want to continue to make enough progress on it so I can have something substantial to share; the kind of fiction that’ll keep me writing. I’m tired of trying to assume that I can somehow find a perfect way to balance a working weekday, as if they aren’t consistently changing. This month is going to be about taking the time I have to do the most, to put the effort in, to work towards my goals. This month is also learning to experience things much more independently when it comes to the limits I’ve set for myself where my writing is concerned. I don’t want those boundaries to exist anymore, and I want to forget what it feels like to write within the constraints of what supposedly “works” so that I can truly just have fun with it.
Refining a novel means that there is enough progress happening that I can constitute changing things around. Right now, there’s just not enough of that happening. It has to go from trying to write for a certain amount of time every day, to trying to write every free chance I get. I need to stay reading, I need to continue to research all of the things that don’t seem to make sense to me, so that I can create the story I see in my head. Just start writing. Forget about all of those other things you need to do for a little while, and give your mind to your story. Stop sabotaging yourself by putting it off, for even if it’s a sentence, it’s a sentence more than you had when you started.
“Stop worrying about what the rest of the world is going to think about what you’re writing. Put it down on paper because it interests you, let it fill your pages because it’s something that means something to you. Nurture that novel, let it blossom, let it develop into everything you truly want it to be. It starts with a word, it ends with a word, start working on it and FINISH it.”