Playing The Blame Game

So, I’ve been floundering hard with my writing, I’ve been blaming life, lack of time, etc. All those things we use to prop up our towers of excuses, but the truth is, it’s only my fault. I’ve fallen into that cycle of waiting for “time” that elusive, faceless, weightless thing we all seem to put so much emphasis on. But I know, I know from experience that time is never going to be plentiful, it’s never going to call out “yoo-hoo, I’m over here.” How often had I quoted Gail Bowen, repeating her insightful advice to “Write in the cracks of your life.” Time is a real bitch and she ain’t waiting for no one.

And again I tell myself, I’m going to reset the cycle. I WILL get my poop in a group as the saying goes. I’ve had the itch to write, to learn and grow, it’s gnawing at me, making me restless with my life, and that’s the last thing I want. My life is good. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. I have healthy, hilarious, pain in the rump kids, and I promise to be thankful.

My first step was deleting my Facebook app, the actual black hole where time goes to die, and you know what? I haven’t missed it yet. My second was to finally tackle the 6ft stack of writing books collecting dust bunnies like they are going out of style. What I picked up first, was one my creative writing teacher from couple years ago swore by Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg. And thank goodness I did!

Writing Down the Bones is one of those rare books that spoke to me the minute I sunk into its pages. It was as if she was taking thoughts from my head and smacking some sense into me with them. She teaches, suggests, and amuses all in one 170 page book. And above all, it stirred that itch in me until I could no longer handle pushing it away. I type this blog with ink-stained fingers, determination rampant in my veins, I am going to do better. No more back burner for my passions, no more excuses. Full on, the burner at the front for this girl.

Pick up Writing Down the Bones. Join me in shrugging off the weight of our own made up excuses!






4 thoughts on “Playing The Blame Game

  1. There is always something to distract us. I have learned though that many times the distractions are excuses too. I am learning to see when it’s actually a part of the book I may not be sure how to get through, and that is what is really stopping me.

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  2. Carving out the time to write is essential. If we don’t it makes way for procrastination at best and forgotten dreams at worst.
    Best of luck now your in full steam ahead mode.
    And I’ve never heard of Poop in a group before. 😂😘


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