Posted by on Jan 29, 2014 in writing | 0 comments

I am writing.

Not just blog posts and my Mac tips, but real writing with sturdy nouns and persuasive adjectives, full delicious sentences that appear on the page as if by magic.

Writing that isn’t about making a point or sharing information or already knowing what I want to say.

I’m writing from a deeper, more creative place. And yes, I have a book in the back of my mind, but I’m not writing for it to be a book or published article in a magazine. I’m just writing.

I’ve been making excuses for months, years, really, about why I don’t have the time or the energy for this kind of writing.


Writing is one of my very favorite things to do. I get lost in it. Time has no meaning when I am following a sentence on the page, finding the absolutely perfect way to describe the bending shadows of a tree or how it feels the day after you meet a favorite author.

Some days the sentences come right away and I write several pages. Sometimes it is a slow kindergarten start, and I just rhyme words to oil the machine.

That’s what Maya Angelou does.

She says, “I write until the muse is convinced that I’m serious and says, Okay. Okay. I’ll come.”

You see, you have to be willing to show up and be serious. You have to be willing to not know where the story is going. You have to give yourself up to your muse, your guide, your creative spirit. With no expectations of the outcome.

Not knowing. Not needing. Just giving voice to that which needs to speak.

And the words are coming because I’m showing up at a regular time every day, my fingers on the keyboard, open, ready, wanting.

Hanging out with other people who understand this process is great inspiration. Being in the presence of other passionate people is uplifting. Motivating. It truly raises your vibration and calls the words to the page.

I used to think that I had to stop reading when I was writing so that I wouldn’t be distracted, so that my energy wouldn’t get diffused. But really, reading other people’s writing fuels my own love of language. It reminds me even more why I write. And so, for the very first time ever, I am part of a reading group. And it’s true, reading and talking about other people’s writing sparks my own craft.

So what are you ready to show up for?

What do you absolutely love to do?

What is the thing that takes you out of time and space, that energizes you, that you wish you could do for hours without interruption?

What is the thing that sparks your heart and gives you life?

And how are you going to begin?

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