Well I’m obviously making New Year resolutions already. Obviously….
Not because I want to though. But because other life stuff gets in the way from starting them now. My favourite (or most commonly used) expression at the moment is ‘When we move….’. All sorts of phrases finish that sentence opener at the moment. We’re hoping to move in the next two weeks but ‘When we move….’ will soon be replaced with ‘When we’re sorted…’, and then with ‘When we’ve decorated….’ and so on and so forth.
So what are these pre-determined resolutions of mine?
Of course my main one is to get back to writing. To start writing again.
The second is what’s on (almost) everyone’s list: to be better. Lose a bit of weight, exercise more, be healthier, be less stressed, do more fun things, travel more….etc etc.
Both these are being pushed further and further into that ever elusive tomorrow. It’s not (just) through procrastinating – it’s due to other things – I promise.
As tomorrow never comes, however I’ll just have to start it now!
Well at least until after moving house, after my birthday (soon), after decorating the new house and getting everything fixed up to our standards, after a wedding (end of Oct), and then it’s getting everything ready for Christmas – oh wait, that’s right now were basically into new year territory! See what I mean?
I’m not procrastinating (not really) but sometimes – no matter how nice (or heart-breaking) life events and activities are, they really do put a stop to the whole writing thing. Especially when I’m just getting started on a new project. I don’t like doing things by halves. I want to put all my attention into my writing. Starting something new – it’s exciting – but it’s also a lot of work and I don’t want to start by doing little bits and come back to it at a later date and not understand what on earth I’ve written. So I know that I could start writing but I know (and would feel) that I wouldn’t be putting the effort into it that I would want to. And I fear that I wouldn’t enjoy it as much as I know I can do. I want my writing to be a pleasure not a burden. Something that I look forward to, something that I can dedicate some time to, not something that I have to cram into a busy (and rather stressed) schedule as at present.
Let’s just hope nothing new crops up in the New Year to prevent me from starting writing again. I’m really hoping there isn’t.
I do feel a little guilty not writing. It’s something that I love and something that I’ve promised to myself that I will find time for. It just so happens that that’s not really working out at present.
I’ll just have to say to myself, that no matter what crops up in the New Year (surely nothing can be as hectic as these next few weeks and months), I will write.
You’ve heard it folks (well read it). New Year = writing. I WILL write in the New Year no matter what life throws at me.
It’s been on the back burner for too long already. I will write. I will write. I will write.
I will write.
I WILL WRITE.