2013 is ending in just a couple of days. I think back to December 31st of 2012 and how I wanted 2013 to be a great year for me, but in all honesty, I feel as though I didn’t accomplish as much as I wished when it comes to writing. Every year, there is always that someone telling themselves, “Okay! This is going to be my year that I finally (*insert goal here*).” This is something I do each New Year. Yet, every year I never truly set out to accomplish that goal or I give up half way without realizing it. There is so much that I want to do in life, but I’ve come to the awareness that being “passionate” about something verses actually having the motivation to strive for it are do it are two different things, at least for me.
Many of you that read my blog know that I love books and aspire to become a novelist. Earlier today, I was reading about various topics about being a lifestyle blogger and articles about becoming a writer. Two different subjects, yet they both have a similar advice. To paraphrase a bit, the advice tells you that if you are attempting to achieve one or the other, make sure to never give up and write as much as possible. As a writer, you have gathered special audiences that become invested in your skilled trade. Do not do something because it made someone else popular and you want that fame. Do it because you enjoy doing it. I am sure everyone realizes this, including myself, although there are some that have not.
What I am getting at is that I love writing, but I noticed within the last six years or so, my writing habit habits are decreasing. I want to blame social media because before involving myself with MySpace and Facebook, I was actively writing daily. Pumping out a 5,000 to even 18,000 words within a day came like a breeze. The more I became active on MySpace, the less my attention span towards writing began to slip into the cracks. When I joined Facebook years later and became active in late 2011, that’s when things really spiraled out of control. Talk about being lost in the dark. The darkness of the abyss was swallowing me completely until I could no longer see the light. I was trapped in the world of Facebook. I felt like a mouse in the maze trying to find my way out just so I can reach the cheese. It was a horrible addiction.
As of lately, I am not as active as I was in 2012, but my writing muse still is damp. However, like I said, I want to blame social media but in reality, I have no one to blame but myself. I feel like Jacob’s father from Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. I have tons of unfinished novels, and nothing to show for it. I have only managed to complete my first novel in 2010, but it’s god-awful and will never see the day of light ever again.
|My writing muse punishing me for writing such a travesty...|
The disappointment that I feel in myself is unbearable. Sometimes, I feel envious of other writers that are able to write with ease, whereas I’m only able to think to myself, “That used to me be. What happened?” I want to be that girl again that could write all day, instead of my current self that can barely type 400 words and has become easily distracted. I’ve even let my FanFiction readers down by not updating fast like I used to.
No more excuses. If I want to become the next J.K Rowling, I can’t sit around my butt and only give 60% It’s time I get started and make a 100% effort.
In order for me to achieve this goal, I need to cut down on many distractions.
1. Facebook (I should only go on to update my Facebook like page)
2. Television (Try to watch only on weekends)
3. Tumblr (major addiction here :x)
With that said, I’m determined to stick to my word. I hope that my writing muse will come back sooner this way, especially if I apply my 100% effort.