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Day Two Hundred and Seventy-SEVEN:  Let’s Just Move to London..

I have been working on a piece of writing and enjoying it, because writing is so hard to enjoy sometimes.  Sometimes it comes easily, effortlessly, sitting down for a five hour stint is perfectly fine and good, beautiful words, phrases, sentences, they all come out like craftwork.  Then there are those days, and you know them, when you sit down to write a poem or even a journal, a note, a Hallmark card and it all just comes out completely wrong.  How frustrating it is when things don’t come out right.  So when I get that creative inspiration, that motivation that drive to write and write for a long time on something personal, a project and such I want to nurture that feeling.

Lately it has been harder to write prose and easier to write fiction.  How do I change this?  Do I personify the fiction so that it is in turn me speaking? Do I write effortless poetics and hope that it comes out raw enough for the blog?  I don’t know.  Should I try a different tactic?  Probably.

So Sunday (not tomorrow) I am going to start writing my blogs in the morning and not at the end of the day when I know I get to the end of my ability to be creative or fun, and try to get some quality work in for next week.  Maybe some musings, maybe a little bit of advice, I’m not sure yet, but it will be better than this, at any rate.

But I guess this is better than nothing.  Sometimes I feel like I write a post just for the sake of posts, but I want to rediscover my love for blogging in my next few projects to come and take away the joy-sucking “resolution” bit out.  The pressure to write every single day becomes knowing, like I feel bad when I haven’t writtena  post and yet when it comes out jumbled or boring It furthers my frustration.

What can I pull out of this for you all?  What promising gem could I possibly find for you?  To take away, to learn from?  Take what you will.  Think hard about your resolutions and why you made them.  Think respectfully about the projects you plan on starting, and respect yourself.  It is more important to honour you than push yourself past your own limitations.  Gosh, boundaries are so important these days.

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