Back in July 2013, I started this blog with the intention that it would encourage me to write on a regular basis.
I have things to say. I have stories to share. And I wanted this to be my outlet. If you view my blog history, you’ll see that I posted three times. Three. And then life happened.
My last post was about getting engaged. Since then, I got pregnant, got married (yes, in that order!), had a baby and am now growing a marriage, raising a child, working a full-time job, managing a household, sleeping when I can and trying to fill the remaining 20 minutes of my day with other things I love.
That 20 minutes is crucial. That 20 minutes is the catalyst for my passion because that’s the 20 minutes that I’m committing to write. I’m not saying that I’m not passionate about my marriage or Baby J because I’m sure you will find many stories about them here, but writing is the external manifestation of my passion. It’s how I share my fire and awesomeness with the world outside my small circle.
I’ve been told that I have a book in me. And if I had a book for every time I’d heard that, I’d have already published a small library of books. Or at least enough books to fill the shelf in my guest bedroom. I’ve started writing many books, but never finished one. But the new one is good. At least the chapters I write in the shower and as I’m falling asleep are good. But they’re lost forever because they don’t make it onto paper. Which is why I’m taking back my 20 minutes to write.
I just took a class where the speaker talked about owning your actions first thing in the morning. Own it and do it for you. If that means you lunge to the bathroom, own it. If that means you meditate while you brush your teeth, own it. Whether it’s my book or a short blog post, I am owning my 20 minutes of writing.
That is my commitment to you, my dear reader. Let’s do this.
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