Obvious realization: writing grounds me

This is a realization so clearly obvious that it feels a bit funny even writing this down, but it's been a month and a half almost, that I came to Nepal and I haven't written anything here or anywhere else, and I have this unexplained sense of anxiety. Perhaps they're unrelated, but I get a good sense that they are indeed kinda related, and it's time I clearly and explicitly acknowledged that writing daily has become an integral part of my long-term routine, and it's hard to go without writing. I can, and have, gone for weeks and months without writing, but it doesn't feel the same, my being rejects not writing in front of a computer and instead spending the time on Reddit to get over the malaise.

The conclusion of this is as follows: the experiment that began exactly five years ago, when I first went to the 'write a thousand words in an hour' meetup has succeeded and I am now a habitual writer. Not a good writer, mind you, not a focused or particularly driven one either. Or a prolific one. Neither am I an industry-specific writer. Just a habitual one who must, and absolutely must write or else...

In any case, I have succeeded in one of my goals: to just write, have the urgent undying need to write without which I don't feel right. It's got it's downsides: like how I can't take days off without feeling guilty etcetera, but hurray, it's exciting.

Now on to other goals to add on top of it. Maybe write proposals too? Or novels in a more disciplined way? What's next for me!? I'm excited to explore.

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