My husband’s car has been in need of work for a few months now. And due to COVID putting a damper on finances, we thought it would be best to hold off on it, and just share the one car that I drive since it’s newer and in great shape. So some days, he will take the car to work, and the kids and I stay at home. And other days, I take him to work and pick him back up later. And this has worked pretty well over the last, maybe, 6 months or so. We don’t go out much during the winter anyway because the roads are usually shitty or it’s too damn cold to enjoy being outdoors when you’ve got a low cold tolerance like I have. So our trips out together have been fewer.
The kids and I used to listen to podcasts when we were out driving longer distances. We used to travel 40 min one way to a homeschool co-op group once a week, and we went on outdoor excursions usually at least once a week prior to COVID and everyone else in the world discovering nature is awesome. And since we were in the car for these extended times, we would have the time to listen to a few interesting, made for kids podcasts. And I really miss that now that we don’t drive as far/long anymore.
So one day when I just wasn’t in the mood to listen to music on my commute back home from transporting my husband to work, I opened CastBox, and looked for a podcast that I’d been meaning to check out. I follow Aimee McNee’s Instagram account @inspiredtowrite and I love her work. She and her husband host a podcast for creatives, and this was what I was seeking. I listened to that first episode, and I was hooked. And now, a couple months later, I’m almost out of new episodes to listen to (Thankfully they’ll be posting more starting next month).
And so it was that this morning I was listening to an episode about consistency. And how being consistent with your creating, even if it’s small promises, like writing for 10 minutes a day, will keep your progress moving forward and help you to feel more confident and trust yourself, your art, and your process more. It absolutely makes sense, especially when it comes to writing a novel, like I’m doing right now. I wrote about 800 words last week, and then took a few days off. And when I came back to it, I couldn’t remember why I’d had one of the characters being angry about something. It’s very unlike me to not leave notes for myself, but I guess I must have been interrupted and stopped. And maybe if I’d taken it back up the next day, I would have remembered why I’d created the scene. I know that I had something planned, but couldn’t, for the life of me, remember what. So now I’m stuck with either re-writing it or coming up with another reason why he’d been acting that way. What a pain either way.
And that all comes back to the need for consistency. I tell myself I’m not going to write a few days because I need a break, knowing how much hustling and being over busy has wrecked my mental and physical health. But I was thinking today how that makes it seem like writing is a chore or a drudgery job, and it really isn’t. And maybe if I was consistent with writing literally every day, even if for a few minutes, a few sentences, whatever, I would find it’s more like just part of my normal every day existence. And it’ll be less scary when I sit down again to create.
This came to me after hearing Aimee mention a habit of Seth Godin, whom she reads a lot of and respects tremendously. He writes a blog entry every day. Every. Day. Even if it’s one sentence, which he does do sometimes, apparently. And I thought to myself, “I can manage one sentence a day.” As long as I give myself permission to have days when I’m less than insightful. Days when I’m really just showing up in all my messy glory. One sentence isn’t that hard, and it isn’t that scary. And like James, Aimee’s husband, mentioned in the episode, he routinely hits higher than his word goal just because by writing each day, he’s so comfortable with the process. And I believe it. Most days I set a 500 word goal (way down from my original 2,000 word goal), and I often find myself hitting 700-1,000 words instead. And yeah, some days I only make 400 or so. And I know that’s ok. Because I’d rather have those 400 than 0.
And fuck, what a relief it is to have done my writing. For the rest of the day, I just feel good. It’s hard work for me to remember that always and to not lie to myself that it won’t matter if I skip one day, but I know it does make a difference. And I know I need to show up and come through on these promises to myself. I have a goal of having my novel out by early November 2021. But there’s no way I can do that if I only show up to write a day here or there. I know this. I’m just so used to believing my efforts won’t matter anyway. But I also know that this mindset can be re-written if I just continue to be consistent and write every day. Every day. Even on weekends. Even on days I’m super fucking tired. Even on days I’m not feeling well. One sentence at least. Just like walking somewhere happens one step at a time, a novel is written one sentence at a time. No one runs a marathon training sporadically, so how can writing be any different, right?
I just need to take it one fucking sentence at a time.