Today’s topic: Think about what you need a break from…and why? The answer to this question will probably involve your 9-5 day job.
If you answered that you needed a break from work, what does that mean? That you don’t like to get up in the morning and drive to your office? That you can’t stand the politics of the workplace? Does it mean you want to work for yourself? Most likely…but think about that for a minute. If you work for yourself you must be self-motivated, self-directed and doing something that is in demand. You can’t ‘sleep in’ because your living depends on you doing whatever it is you do…and that can’t wait until 10 or 11 in the morning. You may need to drive somewhere. Sure, it will be at your pace and on your schedule…but you still need to get dressed and leave the house. As far as politics, you will find that everywhere. Your story may be better than the editor’s niece…but guess who has the edge when push comes to shove? Your photographs may be as great as Ansel Adams but if you don’t knock on doors and humble yourself, they will remain framed in your storage closet. Working for yourself is hard work and that is why the majority of us will have corporate ties until we retire…because it is not easy working for yourself. I don’t know if I’d have the confidence in myself or my talent to completely walk away from a steady, corporate job…even if my endeavors paid off. Why? Because there are those days when the only thing getting me out of bed is obligations at work; because I have a meeting to run, or a worksheet is due. If I didn’t have this obligation, I would have just said the heck with it…and hid under the covers. I’d tell myself I could catch up later…why not? I’m the only one I’m accountable for. But when you depend on your talent, your aggressiveness, your competitiveness, your connections to make ends meet, you better be motivated enough to throw off the covers and attack the world…because there will always be someone nipping at your heels to get their article published or their exhibit in a show.
I’ve finally added my Blurb books to the website. The link is in the header menu at the top of the web page. Clicking on each of the images will bring you directly to that book in my store on Blurb. Although I haven’t published a book in a while I feel another ’30 Poems in 30 Days’ is on the horizon. I know that once I begin writing, I’ll keep at it and complete it. I need a challenge and that was a good one.It’s easy to do one thing for 30 days…knowing it is only for 30 days!
There are a lot of 30 day projects you can do. One of my friends tossed out 2 things a day for 30 days and is feeling less cluttered, another took a mile walk a day for 30 days. No, it’s not a marathon but it was a great accomplishment for someone who did not normally exercise. Take a picture a day for 30 days, write 50 words a day for 30 days, drink 8 glasses of water a day for 30 days, give up bread for 30 days, say good morning to the grumpy person in your office for 30 days! It’s fun, it’s free and you never know how beneficial it is until you do it.
I feel like I’ve gotten my spark back and will be moving on some creative projects. It’s time to quit beating myself up for procrastination and I need to quit being afraid I’m not good enough. I won’t know if I can make it as a writer, poet or photographer until I get out there and start doing something with my work.
Yesterday I posted about how the new year is three weeks old and I’ve done nothing toward any of the many goals I carry in my head. Then I read a post by one of my JOS friends (TheJourneyOfSeven.blogspot.com) and understood. I was making excuses; pure and simple. Well, it’s time to stop making excuses and get moving. I have the time, I just need to manage it better; I have the motivation, I just need to quit procrastinating; I have the talent, I just need to put it out there. Today, January 19, 2014, is the beginning of my new year. Time to get moving!!!
2014 is here and without all the fanfare, resolutions and promises made in years past. I wonder why that is? Could it be that I’ve been disappointed so many times that I didn’t want to set myself up for failure? Possibly. Or maybe I’m not sure what my ‘resolution’ should be. Whatever the reason, it is January 18, almost 3 weeks into a new year’s journey, and I’m floundering.
I could start by looking at all the wonderful things I do have; a beautiful family, three wonderful grandchildren, a good job, great friends and a nice home. That would be enough for most people, but I’m getting itchy, I want more…but I don’t know what. Which is probably the reason no resolutions were scratched into one of the many notebooks I have scattered about the apartment.
I love photography…but my photos sit in my camera until I need one. I love to write essays…but my ideas have taken a hiatus. I love poetry…but can’t seem to get inspired…I love working with my hands; sewing & crafting….but I’ve not stuck with one idea…I would love to learn painting, sketching, watercolor…but have not signed up for a class. I fear my creative edge will soon be lost….yet I do nothing. And as the sun sets on each day of this finite life, I wonder how long it will be before I get my moxie back.