Category: Writing

In perusing old posts on this blog, I happened upon this statement: “My first book didn’t get written because I had nothing else to do. It was written because I chose to write it.” I need this reminder once in a while, as every writer likely does. I am a wife. I am a mother. I am a full time employee. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, friend. You could write your own list, I’m sure.

During the stretch of time in which I wrote that first draft, I did not yet hold some of those privileged titles. I have gained a beloved spouse and family in the years since then. That it’s harder to choose to write now is a valid claim. You know how it goes. Your life now is not likely the same as when you began as a writer. How then do we continue to wear the hat of Writer when it is increasingly difficult to balance it on the stack of other hats we wear?

Perhaps all it can come down to is giving yourself an honest answer to this question: Is writing still worth it?

If the answer is yes, please proceed to the next paragraph. If the answer is no, I wish you well and hold absolutely no judgment against you for your decision. In fact, I hope you’re blessed by this realization as it likely frees you from the weight of a pursuit you are no longer called to follow. If the answer is maybe, give yourself some time to mull it over.

Okay, since you’re reading this, I shall believe that you gave a firm nod of the head in the direction of your computer monitor. That’s my answer too. “Yes, writing is still worth it! My life has changed. My responsibilities are many. My interests are varied. Among all the other titles I hold though, I am also a writer and I want to remain a writer.” Still with me? Let’s keep rolling.

I dedicated myself to writing when I was fresh out of college. Single, living with my sister and dear friend, working a relatively easy, stress-free job; my lifestyle was tailor made for taking up writing in the manner I’d long hoped to do. The way circumstances allowed me to adorn myself in the identity of Writer is something I could not fully appreciate until those circumstances changed. I thank God I had those years when I was lonely and bored with my job. After that period of abundant harvest though came the time of dryness. Writing fell by the wayside as I unwrapped the gifts of romance, marriage, babies, and more fulfilling work. It became that dear companion of my past: missed, remembered fondly, and promised a future reunion as soon as the time is right.

Ha! As soon as the time is right! If you’re relating to this post in any way, you understand why the idea makes me laugh. To put it succinctly, the time has not been “right” and I do not expect it to be “right” in the foreseeable future. When you live a full life (a great enhancement to your writing), the time will always be wrong to return to writing. The answer to this unfortunate truth? Write anyway.

Your life is unique. Your writing is unique. No advice or plan will completely suit everyone. Still, I hope you can find some encouraging help from the things I have found work for me. Here is how I wear my Writer hat when there are already a pile of hats on my head.

1. Wear Your Writer Hat Proudly: I AM A WRITER! Claim it. It is an absolute must if you are to follow through on your writing goals. Be proud of your identity as a writer. While this doesn’t translate into making sure anyone and everyone listens to you talk about your writing, it does include being willing to share it naturally and joyfully. Why is it that so many writers hesitate to admit to what they are? Even when asked about your interests or passions, do you avoid mentioning writing? Or at the very least couple it with other lesser hobbies as if it is not a priority ? I have done that. I’ve mentioned it dismissively or avoided it completely. In doing so, I betrayed my true self. When someone is showing genuine interest in you, they want to know the real you and you are a writer.
2. Do Not Procrastinate: In this I am not only talking about writing. If you make it a general rule to avoid procrastination in any of your responsibilities, you will discover that you can find more opportunities to write. Procrastination creates an atmosphere of ‘too much to do,’ making it easy to feel overwhelmed and even resent the tasks of daily life. Next comes the habit of deciding there is always something more important to be done instead of writing. Refusing to procrastinate in other priorities will make it tremendously easier to not procrastinate on your writing goals. If procrastination is currently a well rooted habit of yours, patiently retrain yourself. I guarantee it will bring about positive change in all areas of life.
3. Enlist Help: Your significant other, your kids, your roommates, your friends – these folks can be considered as hindrances to your writing. Often it is only a subconscious idea but it has very real and negative consequences on your attitude toward both writing and toward those individuals. Yes, at times they can cause delays in sitting down to write. They can distract you and fail to understand the Writer in you. Help them become your helpers instead. Share how important writing is to you. Compare it to something that matters to them in a similar way so they can gain perspective. If you’re a scheduler, setting aside specific and regular times for writing (something I haven’t worked my way up to yet), then be up front with them about the schedule. They will adjust. The people closest to you can be your greatest voices of encouragement, confirming you in your efforts and challenging you to follow through on your goals. If they don’t naturally develop that voice, communicate your need for it.
4. Use Writing Prompts: When you’re blocked completely, not a single sentence forming on the page, use writing prompts. When you’re frustrated by your writing falling terribly short of what’s in your head, use writing prompts. When you want to hone your skills, break new creative ground, or test your imagination, use writing prompts. When you want to have some fun, use writing prompts! They have become an effective, go-to tool to kickstart my brain. There are a million and one prompts available online. Search for prompts created for your particular genre or simply find one that interests you. Write for as long as you wish from a prompt or set a timer and challenge yourself to write as much as you can before the bell. However you choose to use them, they can be excellent aids for any writer.
5. Read Books: This should be obvious, I think, but finding available time to read can be just as difficult as finding time to write. Nonetheless, we must feed our brains with the fruit produced by those who labor in the same art we are creating. Even if it takes you half a year to finish one book, always be in the midst of reading one. Much like writing prompts, picking up a book to read can churn up the ideas in your mind. Sometimes a fine example of your own genre is what you’ll need. Other times, a book that is outside your typical interests as both a reader and a writer will lead to greater creativity in your work. No matter what, be a reader as you work to create more for the world to read.
6. Get Some Readers: Nothing makes you feel like a legitimate writer like having readers! It is a thrill, scary and exciting, to hand your work over to another human being and ask them to read it. When I do it I am filled with hope and trepidation. I long for them to love it, of course, and be glad they spent their time and energy on it. When they return with positive responses, I am renewed in my motivation to keep the Writer hat on my head. When they return with critiques, I am grateful to know where I failed them as my readers. Ask a variety of people to read your work. Join a writers group that is both welcoming and willing to challenge you to improve. Sometimes a stranger, unswayed by their fondness of you, can be the most helpful reader. Other times, someone who will handle you with care as you struggle to power through on that difficult draft is who you need. Every reader is tremendously valuable.
7. Believe You Have a Contribution to Make to Humanity: I firmly believe this should be part of our mindset for every title we hold and hat we wear. It is true of my place in the world as a wife, as a mother, as a worker, and no less, as a writer. Our gifts and passions were stitched into our unique design by our creator. There is a reason I love to write fiction while my husband loves to write song lyrics. There is a reason I find beauty in words in a way that reminds me of how my grandmother found beauty in the flowers and birds. We each have a contribution to make. Ultimately, that is why it is worthwhile to fulfill our roles in this world. Every single one of them. When they are simple and straightforward, bringing joy to ourselves and others, or when they are difficult, complicated, and even painful, the titles with which we have been gifted are our means to contribute to the amazing, intertwining existences of humanity. In the end, I hope that one of the greatest ways I honored who I was created to be was by writing.

I promised myself that “The Year of the Wedding” would also be “The Year of the Manuscript Submissions.” Wedding planning would not be allowed to entirely eclipse the writing. That dusty list of potential publishers would receive submissions from me this year. Alas, it turns out I’m as typical as any excited bride. I look at my to-do list and have the hardest time choosing any of the tasks that don’t have to do with the wedding. Rationalizing it isn’t that difficult… These eleven months are the only eleven months, God willing, that I will experience planning a wedding. My writing projects will be waiting for me on October 21st! But will I continue to ignore them long past the day after the wedding? That is the question that nags me. The longer I put off the discipline of writing, the greater difficulty I will have returning to it. I’m certain of that much. The struggle I experience when creating a bit of written work is already causing me anxiety. I’ve made meager attempts to return to blogging before this month. It took me this long to get past staring at the blank text box and hitting cancel after a few minutes. My most recent parish newsletter articles have been weak and piecemeal at best.

The neglect and difficulty involved in writing in recent months is not only a worry, it is a disappointment. I miss it. I miss being a writer. Rarely have I liked myself more, been prouder of myself, been as encouraged by life, as when I am actively living as a writer. I am well and happily occupied with other things and so the missing isn’t felt until I have a slowed down hour or two of stillness. Then it comes and I remember all the hours of satisfying effort I used to enjoy on a regular basis.

Today I came across a quote that sums up my state as a writer quite well. “A creative block is the wall we erect to ward off the anxiety we suppose we’ll experience if we sit down to work” (Eric Maisel). I have reached the point of being afraid to try very hard again, fearful I will disappoint myself even more by not being able to write well again. That would indeed be a deeper disappointment than continuing to not try. This recent return to blogging is a step, at least; an inching movement forward.

Why hello, Blogosphere! It’s been a while. Too long, really. I’ve had the itch to blog for many days now but haven’t taken the time. As well, I haven’t hit on a particular topic to expound upon or story to tell. Yet, here I am. Typing away instead of processing invoices for multifunction office machines and their accessories.

I rang in the new year with a fancy dress and my friends’ wedding. Matt and I slipped away early though and welcomed midnight with living room slow dances and a sweet kiss. It was a lovely night. Naturally, a few resolutions were also made: floss every day, worry less, relax more, read Scripture every day, watch less TV, and put more money aside for savings. I’ve done well on the flossing and the savings so far. The rest are a more gradual adaptation.

The new year also brought a new job. I’m still with the same company but gladly accepted an unsought promotion. It brings new challenges and a small raise and I welcome both.

January has been snowy and I’m quite ready for spring. As my readiness doesn’t accomplish anything though, I must choose the silver lining instead. Winter lends itself well to indoor hours of reading and writing. As a new member of two book clubs, the reading has certainly increased and I’m loving that. The writing… why, oh why am I having such a difficult time rededicating myself to writing? My desire to be published, to have Full of Days finally go to print, is stubbornly consistent. The same cannot be said of my certainty that I should keep trying. Oh fear, you’re such a leech, while courage, you’re rank with the more elusive creatures. Lately though, other folks’ willingness to take risks and make big, bold moves is pushing me along on this path of recommitment. I look at their decisions and pursuits and wonder how I could settle for holding myself back. So, it’s back to the drawing board – or the editing desk. This novel will see the light of day. It will.

And that’s that. An underwhelming post, I know, but it will have to do.