It happened. I had been on a strong streak, yet I haven’t written creatively since Sunday. I know it’s only four days, but four days is a lot. I feel like I broke a promise to myself: write–even just one line creatively–every single day. I don’t know why it is so easy for me to cast aside the most important writing. Actually, I do know: because it isn’t my technical job or grad school. With distance learning in full swing, the end of semester for graduate school looming, and my husband going back to work this past Monday, I have chosen to or needed to do other tasks.
I need to choose differently for tomorrow. Perhaps I had forgotten about the one line rule until now. Perhaps writing three pages in my notebook seemed like a daunting task when life is crazy right now. One line. That is all I am asking of myself.
I have to remember this moment the next time life gets busier than normal and I feel like I don’t have time to write creatively. I have to remember: If I can take the time to have a cup of tea and eat breakfast, then I have enough time to write at least one line.
Sometimes holding yourself accountable by writing it down is enough to break a bad habit or start a good one. Tomorrow morning I will do better. I am challenging myself to write and to share at least one line on the blog tomorrow morning.
Challenge accepted . . .