Well, well, well. You learn something new every day. This week, I learned that 5 o’clock in the morning is where my morning bliss lives. After rolling out of bed, hair in a top knot, eyes barely open, I chugged a half mug of coffee and was on my way. Where was I going at 5 am, you ask? To writing heaven, my friend. Where quiet and brilliance collide and the words fly onto the blank page in exquisite staccato beats. Where my story flows, my characters thrive and I feel like the NYT Bestselling Author I am in my dreams.
Pure writing heaven.
Nearly two hours later, I had written over 2,000 words and was over the moon. I couldn’t have summoned that kind of creativity if I tried. Nor would I ever have tried. It just needed to happen. And happen it did, at the break of dawn.
At this rate, I’ll have 60k words written by month’s end and will be DONE (first draft, that is) with my current novel, Among Us. Hell, if I can keep this schedule up, I’ll be banging out a book every two months. Talk about living a dream! But, like I always say, you have to dream big. So I will, again and again.
Anything is possible. Don’t let anyone tell you different. I’ve struggled all year long with my writing. I must have started a half a dozen projects in 2016 just to flip flop around and never finish even one of them. Not because I didn’t have stories in my head. Quite the opposite; I had too many stories in my head. Combine story soup with a lack of focus and I had the recipe for a writer’s nightmare.
I knew what was happening but I couldn’t get out of my own way. My problem was thinking on too small of terms. I can only do this. I can’t do that. I’m too busy. There’s only twenty-four hours in a day. You know, mumbo jumbo.
I thought if I just heard the right words of wisdom, some sage advice, that something magical would happen and I would change. So I entered writing challenges. I listened to motivational books. I even went so far as to take a week long class teaching me proper habits to be focused and disciplined, yet nothing worked. Not because those challenges, books and classes weren’t effective, but rather I was never going to find the drive to succeed externally. My motivation had to come from within where it had lived all along.
NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) did it for me. Being held accountable to log my words daily got me out of bed at 5 am to write on that very first day. Hitting a word count of 2,260 on November 1st proved anything was possible. It was exactly what I needed to keep going all week.
Today, I’m a quarter of the way there, a reward in and of itself, and there’s no stopping me now. I dreamed big and big happened.
When you dream big, no matter how impossible your goal seems, you can and WILL achieve it. I’m living proof. The girl who couldn’t write to save her life in 2016 found her mojo. Now she’s on her way to finishing an entire novel in one month.
Wowza. That reality is even blowing my mind, the girl who’s dreaming big.
What will you accomplish if you dream big? What are you waiting for? Do it and do it now.
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