I’m making slow progress in rebuilding a writer’s life. I’m going at a turtle’s pace, so different from last year’s attempt, when I thought I was just being determined. But going at a fast and at times frenetic pace resulted in stress and soon I began to equate writing with stress.
Now I am going slow, taking my time. I am enjoying the process of waiting and watching the words flow and typing and writing them down. Blogging used to be a big deal and required much time and thinking. Now I sit before the computer and ask myself, “What do I want to blog about today?”
I asked myself that question a while ago and there was no answer. “Oh my, I don’t have anything to write about,” I whispered to myself. So I decided to meander and see where the energy would take me.
I thought of revisiting an online writing community I used to participate in and was so surprised by the changes within the group. It has grown beautifully. I made a decision to participate in the community again…when? Well, since I had no contributions to submit at the moment, I told myself, “At my own pace, a turtle’s pace.”
That was a light bulb moment: I had a title for today’s blog post. Titles make great writing prompts, so here I am blogging about my slow pace.
I am meandering in my writing life and the pace and seeming lack of direction beautifully fits in with my life. I am enjoying writing without the stress and it feels great. Maybe at this pace I’ll never get around to writing a book. Hmmm….
A few years ago, I lent a journal to a friend. She was so curious about my way of thinking and I was in no mood to explain. So, after I finished a notebook, I gave it to her. She said: a) It read like a book; b) “You write well;” c) Could she read the sequel, please?
“Oh Snap!” I castigated myself. Her comments put an end to my penchant for making bonfires out of my journals.
Today my night table is a small, thin cabinet that contains more than two dozens of journals.
At a turtle’s pace, I’ll probably never ever publish a book. But everyday, I write a few pages and every few months I finish a journal – a book about a part of my life.
That’s good enough for this turtle.
In our part of the world…
The Turtle Islands, also known as Turtle Isles,
is composed of a remote group of seven islands
in the southernmost region of the Philippines.
These islands, together with three of Malaysia’s
nearby islands are some of the world’s few
remaining major nesting grounds for the Green Sea Turtle.
“Green turtle swimming over coral reefs in Kona”
by Brocken Inaglory. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons –