“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, the Lord of the Rings.
I’m gonna summarize the journal entries of this last week and a half of the minimalism game.
They all go something like this…
Pick up a box. Dig through. Throw out the trash. Sigh, how did I get so much stuff? Another pen, really? How many pens does one person need? And why all these papers? Why do I write myself notes I never read again? What is this? What is that? How long have I had this? Arrgghhh! I just want this to be over. Maybe I’ll chuck it all in the fireplace and be done. No, I’d better look through it. Just in case.
So, what did I learn from this game? Mostly, that I have a lot of stuff I don’t need and, even though I know I don’t need it, it’s still hard to get rid of it.
Something else I learned. Starting with one thing and ending with thirty is not good for my personality. All my motivation is at the beginning, by the end I’m just trying to drag myself along. Next time I do this (because there will be a next time, especially as moving day approaches) I think I’ll start backwards. Thirty items on day one, ending with one item on day thirty. Or maybe give myself a number to shoot for so a good day of 200 items can cancel out a bad day of zero.
On to November. I was seriously going to challenge myself with fitness this month, but I’ve been sick for the last few days and consequently spent way too much on Facebook. Seems like all my friends are getting ready for NaNoWriMo . If you’re not familiar, that would be National Novel Writing Month. The goal is to write 50,000 words in one month. It takes place in November and I’ve never done it before. I honestly don’t know much about it at all and I’m more than a little nervous about committing to it now, but I really want to finish my first draft and 50,000 words should do it. In fact, it should get me well over. Does editing count for NaNoWriMo?
I’ll have to ask some of my more knowledgable friends.
So, ultimately, I’m working on my big dream this month. My dream of becoming a published author. This story, my first, has been simmering for years and I finally started writing in earnest about two years ago, but I’ve barely touched it since school started in August. I don’t know why I keep letting things get in the way of what I really want to do, maybe I’m afraid of failing. Can’t fail what you don’t do, right?
Well, a few days ago it sounded right. Today it sounds like a failure not to try. So, 50,000 words for me, or the end of the first draft.
What’s your dream? What have you been shoving to the side? Maybe because you, too, are afraid to fail. How about dusting it off and joining me this month. Set a goal, big or small – even a small goal gets you closer than you were. Now step onto the road with me and lets have an adventure.