Dreams - part 2
'Are you listening?'
'Yes,' said Tiffany.
'Good. Now... if you trust in yourself...'
'Yes?'
'...and believe in your dreams...'
'Yes?'
'...and follow your star...' Miss Tick went on.
'Yes?'
'...you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy. Goodbye.'
The previous post was about dreams. But dreams are pointless if you don't do anything to actually achieve them.
One way or another, if I want to get a book, I'll have to actually write it first. And rewrite it a few times afterwards to get something decent. It requires time and energy, which I haven't spend on writing in a while.
I've been reflecting on my past a bit. While I've written some small stuff on occasion, it never was very much. I didn't really have an audience; I've written a lot of Zelda fanfic purely because there was a forum of people, who read and commented on it. That's motivating, which helps to get over the threshold to start writing. This threshold very much exists for me. Probably due to my perfectionist nature, who doesn't want anything less than Awesome. But you can't expect awesomeness in one go. As with a lot of things, writing is a bit talent and a lot of experience.
Anyway, as a result I haven't written a lot in my life. And it's been even less since I started working. As fun as my work is, when I come home at night, I don't really have mental energy left to do anything creative. The little writing that I did therefore came to a screeching hold 2,5 years ago.
In other words: there are a lot of excuses. But there is one thing to offset all that: I promised myself I'd do it. And I keep my promises, especially the ones made to me.
For the last two months or so, I've been in this pro-active mood. I'm not sure where it comes from, but it's good. It helps giving me the extra push I need to get going in all sorts of areas of my life. So me being me, I now have a Plan.
Looking back, I also realize that the most productive writing period of my life was when I once did Nanowrimo. It actually turned out to be a busy studymonth with some heavy courses, but I still made it. Because that was the promise I made to myself at the time. I think I wrote just over 50,000 words with consistently writing the same number of words every day. And once I reached it at the end of the month, I stopped. The story was only 1/3 done and I had no incentive to keep going.
So, since deadlines apparently motivate me, I've decided to do Nanowrimo again this year. This time with a less Epic story thankfully, so that it may actually get finished.
I know the whole story won't be done after November, though and I know rewrites will be in order. But I don't think about those things right now - I don't care. I just focus on this as a start to get me going again. And we'll see where I'll end up.
'Yes,' said Tiffany.
'Good. Now... if you trust in yourself...'
'Yes?'
'...and believe in your dreams...'
'Yes?'
'...and follow your star...' Miss Tick went on.
'Yes?'
'...you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy. Goodbye.'
The previous post was about dreams. But dreams are pointless if you don't do anything to actually achieve them.
One way or another, if I want to get a book, I'll have to actually write it first. And rewrite it a few times afterwards to get something decent. It requires time and energy, which I haven't spend on writing in a while.
I've been reflecting on my past a bit. While I've written some small stuff on occasion, it never was very much. I didn't really have an audience; I've written a lot of Zelda fanfic purely because there was a forum of people, who read and commented on it. That's motivating, which helps to get over the threshold to start writing. This threshold very much exists for me. Probably due to my perfectionist nature, who doesn't want anything less than Awesome. But you can't expect awesomeness in one go. As with a lot of things, writing is a bit talent and a lot of experience.
Anyway, as a result I haven't written a lot in my life. And it's been even less since I started working. As fun as my work is, when I come home at night, I don't really have mental energy left to do anything creative. The little writing that I did therefore came to a screeching hold 2,5 years ago.
In other words: there are a lot of excuses. But there is one thing to offset all that: I promised myself I'd do it. And I keep my promises, especially the ones made to me.
For the last two months or so, I've been in this pro-active mood. I'm not sure where it comes from, but it's good. It helps giving me the extra push I need to get going in all sorts of areas of my life. So me being me, I now have a Plan.
Looking back, I also realize that the most productive writing period of my life was when I once did Nanowrimo. It actually turned out to be a busy studymonth with some heavy courses, but I still made it. Because that was the promise I made to myself at the time. I think I wrote just over 50,000 words with consistently writing the same number of words every day. And once I reached it at the end of the month, I stopped. The story was only 1/3 done and I had no incentive to keep going.
So, since deadlines apparently motivate me, I've decided to do Nanowrimo again this year. This time with a less Epic story thankfully, so that it may actually get finished.
I know the whole story won't be done after November, though and I know rewrites will be in order. But I don't think about those things right now - I don't care. I just focus on this as a start to get me going again. And we'll see where I'll end up.