Throwing Down the Writing Gauntlet

Ann Arbor on a rainy slushy spring-like winter day

Writing requires a lot of doing of words on the page. I know this. Yet somehow I lost of that tiny but important fact and found myself disgruntled and discombobulated late last year.

In order to work out my self-induced kinks, I began working with Nick Synko last year. Through him I reconnected with the realization that I must write. To find success, I must do it everyday. Fiction and long form essays receive daily work. But not this blog.

Writing Resistance Makes Me Futile

How do I know I must write on this blog everday? I find one thousand and one reasons not to write here. Steven Pressfield writes:

There’s a secret that real writers know that wannabe writers don’t and the secret is this: it’s not the writing part that’s hard. What’s hard is sitting down to write.

What keeps us from sitting down is Resistance.

Nick also urged me to strive for a wider audience for my writing, which I can do here.

I struggle with this blog. I keep waiting for inspiration to strike, but I know very well that the Muse only visits those who put in their time. With the goal of keeping me from blowing sunshine up my own a$$, here, today, I throw down the gauntlet: I will write here to this blog, publicly, everyday, for 365 days.

I cannot know where I will finish at the end of this year. But I do know that by writing everyday, I stand a better chance of getting where I want to go than if I do not. This seems like a no-brainer. But writers tend to overthink things, I think, at least this writer does. So please forgive the messy state of things over the next few weeks. The picture above works as a great metaphor of things to come, at least for awhile: solid underneath, with some very wet, slushy, snowy stuff on top.