Sometimes I just need a break. I need to stop what I’m doing and alleviate the undue stress I’m putting on myself.
Recently, the undue stress has been writing. Every time I sit down to start a new blog post, I look at the blinking cursor with a ton of thoughts running through my mind but nothing concrete makes it to the screen.
Ideas aren’t the problem. My head trash? Now that’s another story. When I think about writing on a particular a topic, I recall all the articles I’ve already read about it and doubt I can put a different spin on it. I remind myself that my voice will give it a fresh perspective, but when the words begin to come out they sound contrived and artificial. Like it’s not my voice.
I go back to the drawing board. I read and I write down additional ideas. I took the advice of another writer to jot down 10 possible headlines each day. Yeah, that lasted about three days. While I had 30 headlines, I didn’t do anything with them. I know it didn’t give it enough of a chance, and I do think it has merit. Maybe I will give it another go.
Then there are the times that I plan out my writing. For example, I tell myself that I will put out new content on Mondays and Thursdays. That way I have a few days to develop an idea, give it some time to simmer, go back to edit, and then finalize. It’s a great plan that I have yet to execute.
Planning will many times give way to flat out procrastination. For example, I have a snow day today from my day job as a teacher. It’s a free day that gives me ample time to write. Instead, I’ve cleaned the apartment, sent some email correspondence, checked social media more than I care to admit, made a second pot of coffee, read my book, booked flights for an upcoming trip in April, ordered tickets to a comedy show for the weekend, boiled eggs (random, I know), and chatted with my husband.
While it sounds like a productive day so far, it isn’t when my intention was to write. I got lots of “stuff” done but not what I told myself I was going to do.
That’s when it dawned on me.
It’s completely okay to take a break. I’m finally giving myself permission to let the head trash go. Maybe I needed this little hiatus to get myself writing again. That, and nachos. A break to have nachos is also okay.