I wanted to start writing earlier, but I couldn’t think of what to write…until I began writing. The moment I opened my page, my idea came. As long as I delayed and waited for an idea, nothing would happen. My Muse didn’t just want me thinking about writing; she wanted me to do the writing. So here I am writing. My Muse isn’t cruel, but she does have high expectations. I need to have the same.
Right now I could and perhaps should sleep, but if I can write just one more blog (and it doesn’t need to be a long one), I can be that much closer to my goal. Why is this so important to me?
First, I’m told the more time I put in, the closer I am to success. The magic number is 10,000 hours, or about ten years. Of course I’ve been writing for about 40 years in one form or another. Hopefully some of that time will count towards this work. By success, I mean that I am able to live comfortably as a writer.
Second, I love my Muse and this is my way of spending time with her. Yes, I’m tired, but this will only take a little longer if I can just stay focused. As I said, I don’t need to write a lot; I just need to write.
Third, the work I’m doing hopefully blesses and inspires others who need help reaching a goal. Maybe some one who needs this will read it and see that working towards one’s dreams is a lot of work, but most of the time it doesn’t feel like work.
That’s all I have to say now. I said this would be a short blog. I’m just glad I did it. I’m glad for every blog I do. I like putting in this time. I like doing this work. I feel privileged to serve my Muse in this way. I feel lucky that I can get Started and Keep Going.