I opened my laptop last night, after getting my kidlets settled into their respective beds, to write.
Just write.
Not edit. Not criticize. Not overanalyze every.single.word I type.
Not sigh and slam close my laptop feeling discouraged and defeated.
Just write. And drink lots of tea. This always helps.
I tend to be an overanalyzing perfectionistic freak when it comes to, well, most everything. Which makes writing what’s on my heart and in my head an incredibly difficult task.
If you have a raging perfectionist streak that’s even remotely as aggressive as mine, you understand what I mean. It comes in handy for graphic design and editing, sure, but it puts a rather enormous damper on marriage, parenting, or house-keeping. And body image…oy vey, don’t get me started.
I digress.
Writing. You may notice I haven’t done much of it here. But it’s still in me…and I’m determined to get it out. So, through a spectacular series of events last week, I’m freshly fueled and focused, and I’ve made a commitment to write for an hour every day during the month of March…not on my blog. But on my book.
Yeah. I said book. but “sshhh”…because I’m not really talking about it yet.
So as I sat down to write, my eyes landed on what I’d written last week. I found the story of my sad little forsythia bush. Or twig, more accurately. I love how God spoke so clearly to my heart about my impatience in growth and fear of discomfort through this undeniably wimpy “bush”.
So I’m stepping out of my comfort zone and writing. Really writing.
And I’m excited to see what new things spring up…in Spring {wink wink}.
Here, to drive the point home for us…my wee baby forsythia…modeling the new March calendar:
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{ Happy happy official month of Spring! }
