The Beginning

I was told to start at the beginning.

Writer’s block is a very real thing. Like most anything else in life, you can want to do something very badly but that doesn’t necessarily mean it’s going to happen right away. Sometimes it might never happen at all.

A woman I know recently was telling me about her husband’s creative process. He’s a painter, who recently has been dormant. She flippantly told me “He told me he doesn’t know what to paint. I told him to just start something.” If only it were that easy.

I knew I wanted to write because I felt that I had a lot of things to say and share, but when it actually came down to the moment I procrastinated for a long time and then when I actually sat down, my worst fears were true—I felt like I had nothing to say, or didn’t have the words to do so when I did have the ideas in my head.

People come to me all the time to check their writing on resumes, letters, social media posts, and so on. At work I am known as a go to wordsmith to edit or write things. All of this is nice and well, but it also adds a lot of pressure when I sometimes feel the one thing that gives me the most joy is slipping away.

I’ve been waiting a while. I knew I wanted to write but I didn’t know what to say or how to say it. You could say I was waiting for the right push. Inspiration can come in unexpected places, for sure. In this case, it was actually in my counselor’s office where I was hit over the head with what my first post should be.

I told her how I had such a desire to jump back in the pool so to speak, but I felt like I had been dragging my feet. “The hardest part for me is the same as anything,” I told her. “It’s just like starting an fitness program or an essay. It’s getting started. Once I get started I can be productive.” I told her how I waited months to start exercising and once I began I wasn’t able to stop because I built up the momentum and ended up exceeding my own expectations.

During our conversation, she opened my eyes to the fact that I already had gotten started. I renewed my domain, asked for assistance from an illustrator and web designer for my header image, had reformatted my layout, and archived all my outdated posts.

“There you go,” she said. “You didn’t even realize you already have started. Now go do your first post.” Dragging my feet again, I told her I didn’t know what to write about.

Again she had the answer. “Write about this.”

It was the perfect solution. I’m hoping that now that I’ve established something here it motivates me to continue. The hardest part is hopefully done, and I can continue.

I’m always looking for deeper meaning, and I feel that there’s a lesson in here. I know I’m guilty of not giving myself enough credit, and it’s so easy for me to find excuses. It’s time to really celebrate the small victories, or at least start acknowledging them as a means to help me get where I want and need to go.

This is a very short piece of writing, but it’s not the point. The point is that it’s here at all and that it can be the catalyst for more. Fingers crossed.

Inspiration is found in many different ways. For me, music is a big motivator. These are some songs that push me to be more, live bigger, and get things done.