So, I have not been consistent in my writing. There are days when I just need to not look at a computer for very long after spending the whole day working with them. Other days, I just don’t feel inspired.
I am beginning to get ideas about other things that I would like to do, things that don’t have anything to do with the computer. Maybe I am outgrowing that phase, after spending too much time with computer illiterates and others of that ilk. Or maybe my world of interests is just expanding.
I have written for no more than eight consecutive days at any time. Sometimes, I feel that I am trying to force myself to write. If it takes that much effort, it is not a good thing. I am gradually scheduling myself in to my calendar. It needs to flow.
I was speaking with someone last night who said something about perhaps needing permission to do something in their life. So, I gave them permission to do that thing. It seemed to be a freeing thing for them.
Today, I am giving myself permission to write when I feel inspired. I am giving myself permission to let it flow, and to not force it, or make it stressful. I am giving myself permission to have a life that *includes* writing rather than one that *excludes* everything other than writing.