This last couple of weeks because my time was extremely limited, I had a lot of things that I postponed or just give up on because they were not priorities anyway. Instead I have built out of nowhere the time to write for myself and my book again, not articles, not new projects, not something that I would benefit from in any way any time soon, but just for myself and for my short story book which I am trying to get out in the world at some point.
How did I do it? Well, I don’t even know that for sure, but I know I have decided one night to spend at least 4 hours a week doing only that. Maybe part of this decision is the pressure of the Monday meetings with the writers or maybe my brain wanted to do something only for its pleasure for a change.
Anyway, the thing I struggled the most after challenging myself with this new task was the temptation to abandon this daily writing on my blog. I lasted 121 days so I was thinking why bother anymore and not switching this into time spent on my book. For me this project has served its purpose, but despite of that I know I have to keep on writing until I reach that final day because I have a history of giving up on things just when they start to be on the right track. Partially I give up when I find a new project or something exciting to do instead and partially because when things go well they become boring for me (and that applies to my whole life not only my writing). So, although I am tempted to end this 365 days project, I will try and still think of it as a challenge, the challenge of ending it and putting it aside. Two hundred and forty-four days to go; maybe I will make it.