It’s been hard to be creative. Life easily gets in the way. I need to go to the store. I slept in. The weather is just too cold or hot. The string of reasons is diverse, but the end result remains the same.
In the past few months, I’ve re-evaluated my motivations. Why is it that I want to write and be creative? What drives me to do any sort of creative thing? There used to be some vague desire for fame and respect, but that’s all fallen by the way side as I’ve grown older.
My desires are simpler, but one thing still remains the same. I want to write, I want to be creative. Whether it’s using my hands to type or make ceramics or horribly doodle something, I just want to release what’s in my mind for a moment and create. It’s pretentious, I know, but it’s what I want to do.
And since that’s the case, I’m hereby committing myself to defeating any and all self-imagined excuses. All worries of judgement by others and insecurities are to be thrown out the window. And this year, I’ll be writing and publishing twice a week on Tuesdays and Saturdays. Let’s see how far a bit of determination and an editorial calendar will get me.
In the coming weeks, expect many short spurts of creativity. As I write my bigger project (which has a looming deadline I set for myself), I’ll be using this platform to post short stories, ideas, observations, thoughts and more. So, please enjoy.