I Didn’t Write Today Because . . .

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pitiful me).</li><li>I’m too sensitive to criticism.</li><li>Writing is just so hard (poor, poor pitiful me, part 2)</li><li>No one will want to publish my work; if they do, no one will want to read it.</li></ul>This list barely scratches the surface of why me, you or the guy next door claims they can’t write.

Let’s face it. None of us is forced to write. There are a thousand other ways to make a living or release our creativity that are far less stressful.

Writing is a vocation first and foremost. We are there because somehow, some way, something inside of us screams to be heard.

We can’t be ashamed of that inner calling.FACE THE FACTS It’s time to accept a few basic truths.

None of us are as good as we could be — Yet. More practice and more education can help.

None of has more than the same 24 hours in a day that every human has to express ourselves and accomplish our goals. Work on organizational skills a little. Learn to delegate wherever possible.

None of us is above criticism. It comes with the territory. We all need to develop a thicker skin. If you’re being criticized, at least take reassurance in the fact that somebody is bothering to read your words.

I don’t mean to come off as being superior here. I am guilty of every form of procrastination you can name. I kno

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w the enemy for what it is.

I have also reached a point in time where I realize there are only so many minutes on the time clock of life. There is no overtime!

If you have something to say, open up that laptop and start typing!<figure id="b9d4"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*D8de_wKTwP6mL7cc"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@yamaitropvrl?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Yamaitrop Vioreenlack</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure>THE VAN GOGH SYNDROME Vincent Van Gogh only sold one painting in his lifetime. His genius (and about 2,000 works of art) only came to light after his death — valuing his genius in multi-million dollar levels.

I realize that none of us will be content with posthumous success. The point I’m trying to make is that Van Gogh did not measure his artistic output by commercial success. He painted because it was in him to do so.

Sometimes, we just have to write because it is in us to do so. The outcome of our efforts will reveal itself in time.

Today’s effort might be weak, vague, uninspiring or outright lame — but tomorrow’s might be better!

Where is that sweet spot?

You will never know if you aren’t writing.</article></body>

I Didn’t Write Today Because . . .

I think I’m too busy to finish this sentence

We writers are a complicated bunch — no doubt about it. Our brains run wild with the throbbing urgency to share our innermost thoughts with the world. We know we have something great to say. We are sure the world is waiting to hear the next brilliant, never-before-heard, interpretations of the world around us. We will be more than happy to expound upon our great understanding of the universe and all that dwells within — just as soon as . . . What? What excuses will we use today to justify our sluggish or even non-existent efforts? Some of my personal favorites include:

My “real” job is taking all my time.

I have laundry, grocery shopping, miscellaneous errands to run, children to care for.

I’m suffering from “writer’s block” today; maybe tomorrow will be better.

I’m really just a talentless hack (poor, poor pitiful me).

I’m too sensitive to criticism.

Writing is just so hard (poor, poor pitiful me, part 2)

No one will want to publish my work; if they do, no one will want to read it.

This list barely scratches the surface of why me, you or the guy next door claims they can’t write. Let’s face it. None of us is forced to write. There are a thousand other ways to make a living or release our creativity that are far less stressful. Writing is a vocation first and foremost. We are there because somehow, some way, something inside of us screams to be heard. We can’t be ashamed of that inner calling.

FACE THE FACTS It’s time to accept a few basic truths. None of us are as good as we could be — Yet. More practice and more education can help. None of has more than the same 24 hours in a day that every human has to express ourselves and accomplish our goals. Work on organizational skills a little. Learn to delegate wherever possible. None of us is above criticism. It comes with the territory. We all need to develop a thicker skin. If you’re being criticized, at least take reassurance in the fact that somebody is bothering to read your words. I don’t mean to come off as being superior here. I am guilty of every form of procrastination you can name. I know the enemy for what it is. I have also reached a point in time where I realize there are only so many minutes on the time clock of life. There is no overtime! If you have something to say, open up that laptop and start typing!

THE VAN GOGH SYNDROME Vincent Van Gogh only sold one painting in his lifetime. His genius (and about 2,000 works of art) only came to light after his death — valuing his genius in multi-million dollar levels. I realize that none of us will be content with posthumous success. The point I’m trying to make is that Van Gogh did not measure his artistic output by commercial success. He painted because it was in him to do so. Sometimes, we just have to write because it is in us to do so. The outcome of our efforts will reveal itself in time. Today’s effort might be weak, vague, uninspiring or outright lame — but tomorrow’s might be better! Where is that sweet spot? You will never know if you aren’t writing.