Lately I have been thinking about progress and result a lot. I seem to be stuck in deadlines and goals.
Of course deadlines come with the territory when you're a published author, but where's the fun when the only thing you can think about is when the story needs to be finished? I used to be eager to reconnect with my characters when I started up my laptop in the morning, but now the only thing I can think about now is finishing it on time. Not a good thing and seriously causing writer's block.
And when I finally finish one book, there's always another waiting to be
I'm currently knitting through my stash, promising myself a bit of yarn shopping when the last scraps are gone. Should be fun. But I find myself trying to get it done before a set date. That date keeps changing, since I just don't have that much time to knit anymore. Or maybe I don't make that much time anymore, since having a deadline takes all the fun out of it. Wasn't knitting supposed to be fun? And what will happen when I buy new yarn? Will it be all about finishing the new stash too? I guess it will.
I set dates for lots of things. Cleaning the house, get the garden back into shape, paint, reorganize. It's all about the result, so the process is wearing me out. Often the result -
I don't want to spent my life trying to catch up with my ever changing goals.
So, I'm going to stop deadlining myself (I know that's not a verb, but I like the sound of it) and I'm trying to get serious about enjoying the ride. Hence the name of this blog.
p.s. one of the things that inspired me to think this through is this post