Identify one of your biggest challenges at the moment (ie I don’t feel passionate about my work) and turn it into a question (ie How can I do work I’m passionate about?) Write it on a post-it and put it up on your bathroom mirror or the back of your front door. After 48-hours, journal what answers came up for you and be sure to evaluate them.
Post-it note? Are you kidding. Where am I going to find a post-it note?
Biggest Challenge at the Moment: (Other than I have no Post-it notes) Lost my voice.
Question from Challenge: How to acquire a useful voice.
Answers and Evaluation:
- Stop reading insipid crap and start reading works by authors with voices worth stealing, er, borrowing. Not sure this exercise takes me in that direction, though it makes my lips curl in smile; somewhat smug; remembering a 7th grade English teacher, an innocent at 55 years who never traveled beyond state lines, trying to explain Silas Marner, a pre-industrial tale written by an English woman named George, to a room of bored American boys and girls whose primary literary sources were Stan Lee and Beatrice Potter and whose only dramatic experiences emanated from cathode ray tubes.
- Try not to write run-on sentences. Though fun for the writer they tend to piss off readers.
- Bury seriousness. If Pen does not have tongue planted firmly in cheek, chances are the lazier, uglier, dimwitted, brother of Muse has locked Muse Proper in the closet again.
- Practice, practice, practice does not always work. Honest. It keeps the fingers and hand muscles toned but can, if pushed too far, dull the mind. When writing produces over-serious, proselytizing prose, stop writing and organize; make outlines, mind-maps or a new pot of coffee. Digging the same ditch, again and again, ruins the dirt, wastes the day and interferes with drinking.
- Politics distract from art. Stop thinking about politics. My politics run too conventional to be of interest to Pen or reader. Stop writing political drivel. It’ll save up to 72 hours a day – guaranteed or your money back.
Could keep writing excuses for another hour or so but nothing of value appeared in the few minutes invested thus far. I doubt anything of value is likely to appear with more time invested.
So. Finished. Yes. To liking? Not so much. Enough to move on. Yup.
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