Thursday, June 28, 2012
A few months ago I found myself stuck in a malaise. Every day was a repeat; not much happened except the same old same old. In December of 2011, I finished my master’s degree, three years of classes, including three and a half semesters of thesis writing. It was an incredible effort, but I finished. Mentally and intellectually I need some time off, so that’s what I did. Before I knew it, I got stuck in a rut and felt mired in the bland boringness of doing nothing. For a while I wasn’t sure what to do. I mean I knew that I wanted to start writing again and make some headway on my novel. But the thing was, I wasn’t writing, not one word. Well, my one saving grace was this blog. Other than that, I had abandoned my passion. And that needed to change.
I also remember thinking that it was about time I started learning how to play my saxophone. See, I played for a little while back in grade school. I really liked it but had absolutely no discipline to practice. So about two years ago I bought one with the intention of taking lessons. Sadly, no money ever materialized for said lessons and the sax sat in my closet unused. Fast forward to March 2012. Here I was with time on my hands, desire to challenge myself, but still I wasn’t doing anything. How did that happen? Simple, I got caught in a fallacy. I had convinced myself I need outside influences and resources to achieve my goals and follow my mission… but I was wrong.
During a conversation with my brother it came to the point where he said to me, “Maybe you’re not really a writer. I mean, you aren’t writing.” And you know what? I took offense to that, without knowing why. And then it hit me, he was right. Damn him but I wasn’t writing, I was making excuses. And then he said it, the line that resonated through my brain. If indeed I was a writer, “every day you don’t write, is a failure.” Harsh? Yes, but necessary. It was then I decided that I WAS a writer and I WOULD write every day, or at least make the attempt. I also decided that I was going to teach myself how to play the sax, I mean really, what was stopping me except me?
My plan was simple: Write 500 words a day and practice the sax for 10 minutes every day after work. For one whole month I adamantly followed the routine, without fail. I focused on my goals; I prioritized my time, and constantly reminded myself of the failure I did not want to cause. Now I stay focused, and even though I don’t write or practice Every day (schedules and responsibilities do change) I am constantly reminding myself of the price of failure, and refocusing my efforts to maintain as much consistency as possible. Do I fail? Sadly yes, Do I continually fail by not refocusing on my passion? Not a chance.
Every day I don’t write is a failure. Now reword it for yourself: “Every day I don’t ____ is a failure.”
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