Writing is hard. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, because it is.

Of course hard doesn’t mean not fun, writing can be fun, and it can be interesting and often mind expanding. I write to solve problems, to share thoughts, and to receive feedback, (oh my god, you’re like the new Shakespeare/Russell T Davis/Jenette Winterson/and so on, that sort of feedback really) but what writing really wants, and deserves, is consistency.

As it may be obvious from the last time I wrote here, this is not one of my strong points.

I fully intend to change this, (and I can’t even remember how many times I’ve thought this) because I really need to change this.

Thing is, you reach a point in your life where you start to consider what you’ve achieved, and what you’ve left behind. I’ve achieved a lot, and I am proud of this, but I can do better. So much better.

I’m held back by myself, and my fears, and that’s not a good enough reason not to try and do more now. It was, for a long period of my life, for many, many reasons, which I may well write about in the future, but it’s time for a change. It’s time to try consistency. (It’s also time to learn how to spell consistency. Every time I write that word the little red underline appears.)

 

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