I figured out a pattern: When I get the rule out early in the day I tend to write more that evening. This is not to say the rule is a chore, but instead is a catalyst; a responsibility that reminds me of what I need to do in order to feel satisfied with my day. Writing brings me complete satisfaction. My worst day ever was better than it should have been because I wrote. I unburdened myself of the enormous pile of words laying on my psyche.
When I was a kid, I decided that lies were like thin layers of cloth one placed on top of their consciousness. The more lies the harder it becomes for your thoughts to shine through. The blog is not that kind of weight, but the general idea of the thought was that these lies become, like everything else, responsibilities and responsibilities are what shape you and create the pathways of what you are able to do.
The more I step into the writer’s life, the more I feel capable of doing. I feel strong and proud about the work I am starting to put forth as a writer and as a teacher as well. I think that feeling good about these things I do lead to doing these things better.
There ain’t nothing better than that.