Time has to be the greatest rock. I always wish I had more time to write. All week I wished I had the time to write about my feelings about the election of Barack Obama. Always feel I have so many other things that I have to do. I'm off first period every day and the time always fills up with work to prepare for teaching. After school and work at Earth Kids I feed the dogs, fix supper for myself and pow. I'm dashed. Hardly the energy to write, draw, create. So if time is my obstacle the rock in my path for writing, I guess I need to make time for writing like I make time to work, clean house, pay bills. Which I do a lame job at. So writing on this blog has gotten me to write about once a week here. I get to my journal at least once a week, too. What could I do to get myself to a place where I write daily? What do I do daily? Brush my teeth. Eat. Pee. Drink water. Walk. I know it won't work to tie it to walking. Maybe balance the walk. Write before bed. Only problem with that is that I'm so tired. Walking is my starting point. Need to use writing as another starting point.
Wish I'd do more with my writing to communicate. Share my writing more. Maybe a creative way to share weekly something special I write with Collins each week. A weekly gift of words. Now that's something I like. I'd even like the idea of sharing my words with Laura and Rachel weekly, too. Now that's an idea. Hitting this rock will allow me to maneuver into new and different waters.
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