Sometimes it’s hard to sit and write for half an hour. Sometimes it’s hard to stop writing after six hours. Sometimes I go a week without writing. Sometimes I go to bed thinking about my books and wake up motivated to get back to work.
Does this happen to you with your hobbies?
During the summer (less teaching!), I like to think I’m going to write for hours every day. This author thing is my summer job, right? Alas, it’s more sporadic than that. There are weddings and hikes and family visits and camp and people to move. Basically, life doesn’t stop in the summer just because I want to write a lot. So I have days where I write all afternoon (and am startled by the clock with how late it is), and there are days I don’t write at all. I’ve written on the plane, while riding in the car, at a friend’s house, and after midnight.
The funny thing is, the more I write, the more I want to write. The more I think about Symon and Lana and Ozar and the world. I think more about their personalities and the magic and habits I could give them or danger I could throw their way. Real life might give me ideas when I think, “How fascinating. I’ll have Symon do/see/try/eat/find/say what I just did.” It’s like my fingers are itching to get back to the keyboard.
The less I write, the less I want to write. Procrastination leads to procrastination, and I am readier and readier to think, “Meh, I’ll write that down later/tomorrow/someday.” I feel drained just looking at my computer.
This happens with the Bible, too. The more I’m in God’s Word, the more I want to be in God’s Word, studying and memorizing it. I might memorize a chapter one week, and then nothing for months. I get so excited and tell others about the things I’m learning.
The less I’m in His Word, the less I want to be. I think, “Well, I did my daily reading” and can go all day without acknowledging that I have a Creator.
The thing is, I know I can be exciting for writing or reading the Bible. I just need to do it. This is my job; I can’t always wait to feel like working. Once I start doing, I’ll feel it again. Today’s advice, go write, even if you don’t feel like it.
Isn’t that odd? More = more, and less = less. Habits, I suppose.
Now, how can I give this to Symon? (Deception leads to even more deception? Trust to more trust? Hmm.)