It seems the longer you go without writing, the harder it is to get started. I’ve been doing some other kinds of writing as well, but they have also stalled. I have no shortage of ideas, but I think I have just railroaded myself into an expectation, after seeing some minor successes, in targeting for success rather than for satisfaction. And I believe that has been self-sabotaging.
So, I think I want to go back to my roots and resume writing for myself, rather than for my audience. It’s not that I don’t want to write something that others find interesting. Rather, it’s that I want to enjoy writing again, and I believe my writing is best when I enjoy it. And I enjoyed it the most when I wrote what I wanted, when I wanted, and without overthinking it.
It’s funny – looking back on my drafts, I have over 30 that I’ve never published. Some have substantial content in them, but they have lost relevance. Who knows what lost opportunities are there? I hope that I can avoid this going forward.
There are a lot of things that have happened over the past few decade or so that I would have normally written about but, for one reason or another, I’ve skipped. For example, I posted the births of my first two sons, but not the rest of my four children.
I want to enliven the joy of writing that I used to have. I have no shortage of interest or passion for many of the same topics, but I think I need to recommit.
Just some thoughts. Maybe I should do more of these. 😉