Blogging Again

Some people say that if you’re passionate about something you’ll go and do it no matter what.

I think that it depends.

I’m reading On Writing by Stephen King – boy, how I wanted this book, thanks for the thoughtful gift, Ian  🙂

There’s a chapter about the importance or reading a writing every day, about dedication and commitment of a real writer passionate about mastering his craft. Stephen tells a story of his son, Owen, who loved Bruce Springsteen’s E Street Band, especially the band’s sax player Clarence Clemons so much he decided he wanted to become a sax player, too.

After seven months of classes the family decided there was no point to continue the classes. In spite of practising regularly and mastering the basics, Owen didn’t get to that “blissful” level that would prove to him and his hopeful parents that it was worth his time and their financial investment

 

I knew, not because Owen stopped practicing, but because he was practicing only during the periods Mr. Bowie had set for him: half an hour after school four days a week, plus an hour on the weekends. Owen mastered the scales and the notes — nothing wrong with his memory, his lungs, or his eye-hand coordination — but we never heard him taking off, surprising himself with something new, blissing himself out. And as soon as his practice time was over, it was back into the case with the horn, and there it stayed until the next lesson or practice-time. What this suggested to me was that when it came to the sax and my son, there was never going to be any real play-time; it was all going to be rehearsal. […] Talent renders the whole idea of rehearsal meaningless; when you find something at which you are talented, you do it (whatever it is) until your fingers bleed or your eyes are ready to fall out of your head. Even when no one is listening (or reading, or watching), every outing is a bravura performance, because you as the creator are happy. Perhaps even ecstatic. That goes for reading and writing as well as for playing a musical instrument, hitting a baseball, or running the four-forty.Stephen King, On Writing

I agree that there’s no point in pursuing whatever you started just because you already paid for the classes, or because others expect it from you. In Owen’s case, they probably knew, especially that he was quite happy to stop the classes, and seemed relieved.

But sometimes writing, painting, teaching, working out can be tough and can frustrate you even if you love it. Especially. if you love it. If you do scrapbooking or learn Spanish because your friend convinced you it’s fun, and you kind of… yeah, as long as there’s nothing good on TV, but you don’t really care, you won’t care much if it won’t work. You’ll give up, no-one will notice (an upset friend, maybe).

But if you’re passionate about it and you’re not very confident, you may spend less time practicing. The fear of not being good enough will stop you, and you’ll find any excuse under sun not to practice. Cleaning the oven with seem to be the most important task to do. Naturally, because of all that sabotaging you won’t be happy with the results, and you’ll prove to yourself that there’s no point of carrying on.

A vicious circle. It’s safer, in a way, to procrastinate or even give up (and annoying everyone around you) than finish and realise that it’s not perfect.

“If I had allocated more time, I would have written an awesome article.” I know this excuse by heart. And still, next time I piss-fart about another article, doing endless and unnecessary research and tweaking every sentence for ever until I run out of time.

It sucks. Some people work well under stress, I’m not one of them.

The best way to make myself write every day is to start blogging again. It doesn’t have to be perfect (my Inner Perfectionist is petrified). By the way, I do write everyday, but I rarely finish, and I can’t publish unfinished post, right? I have some happy clients who like the articles I wrote for them so why the heck writing for my blog is the such a problem?

There, I warned you, you may find mistakes in my posts. One day I will make enough money to hire an editor who will help me with my writing, but for now, it’s about blogging every day and doing it a bit better every day.

I think that’s reasonable.

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