In case you’re wondering if I’m sick or your eyes are playing a trick on you. Allow me to confirm, you read that correctly; I signed up for a 500 words 31-day challenge!
Yeah, I know. Sounds mighty ambitious and to me it is even quite frightening. I haven’t written this much since I was in a really bad place in my life. But after a heart-to-heart conversation with my beloved best friend, I felt truly inspired.
Why would you do such a thing?
Well…As I mentioned before, back when I was in the blackest hole of my life, I was able to write for hours. And when I mean hours, I mean to the point that I’d only leave my room for food. I barely spoke or socialized, because my pen and notebook were my best friends. However, I wouldn’t let anyone read my writings. Not even my sister, who’s literally my other half ( she’ll probably read this and still be curious what I was writing about for so long).
After I got out of that hole in my life. I basically stopped writing. Not entirely. I mean, I started blogging. But not as frequent as I want to. Which is rather ridiculous, right? Why would you stop doing what you love most, now that you’re in such a good place in your life? For several reasons, but mainly because my writings were never public. Nobody could or would judge them. My writings are my babies. Bad reactions to them can hurt me to the core. And since I’m in such a good place, I wouldn’t want to hurt myself for no reason.
But I miss it so insanely much!
Which is exactly why I would do such a thing. I don’t want to miss out on something that gives me so much energy and joy. Especially since I’ve been investing so much time in something that practically drains me of my energy and joy, but that’s for another time.
Hey, I gotta have something to write for the upcoming 31 days.
A colleague of mine even challenged me to write at least 40 pages, to get my writing juices flowing again. He suggested me to just write. It doesn’t have to be perfect, just write. Because practice makes what? Progress. Exactly. His reward: a fountain pen (because I love writing by hand still and have somewhat of a calligraphic handwriting). As attractive as the reward is, I got no one to hold me accountable.
Which is why I’m throwing myself of the cliff into the deep by publicly announcing that I will be writing 500 words for 31 days. And you all are my accountabilibuddies. I mean, if I was able to do it running on bad vibes, why can’t I do it now when my tank is full of positive energy, desire and ambition?
So, ladies and gentlemen. Get ready to go on a journey, driven by my train of thoughts for the upcoming 31 days. And as the passengers on board; feel free to ask questions!