My job, like all artists, is to hang in there and keep working. ~ Julia Cameron
Life interrupt-ous happened. One project was finished and everyday life came with that big sucking vacuum of demands and emergencies, and off I flew in a million directions. Days went by and I did not work on any dedicated writing project. The more days I did not work on a project, the more I didn’t write at all, even in my journal. Left un-nurtured, the writer in me withered, and frustration grew.
The phrase dedicated writing project jumps out at me. I have a number of project ideas calling. But I avoid choosing. Waiting for solitary time, which is in short supply right now. What I need is to take the time. Waiting for a certainty of direction on which project. This is a seeking of perfection and certainty of success. Waiting for energy, always in short supply. With the work will come energy.
Just pick a project. Begin. Hang in there and work everyday. There is no guarantee of results, but there is absolute guarantee of satisfaction in soul with the work.
Today I choose a project. All I need do is open a file, jot notes on paper. Begin and keep on writing. The writing itself is the purpose, the nurturing of my life.
4 thoughts on “Just Pick Something to Work on”
So, so true. Thank you for this Focus such a problem lately; Many writing irons in the fire, but I can’t seem to get to the “baking stage, ” so as the Benedictans say, “Always, we begin again” and in go to my chair, pick up my journal, get out my blank sheet, look at my notes and begin once again.
I think every day I’m picking up the pieces and beginning again. Thanks for the insight and encouragement that I’m not alone. This, too, must be a lesson to learn, to press on.
Words of inspiration, so greatly needed, and the timing is perfect. This morning while working for 4 hours out in the yard, my mind was on writing. For the first time in quite a while, I felt the urge to work with words. Not on one of the many stories filed in my computer, but in one of my two journals, or even on my blog. I have not thought about my blog in almost a year. Maybe that is the real key here. Almost a year!
Dear Carolyn, we do keep on. There must be a lot of words stored up!