Friday Five: Reasons to Write Everyday

typewriter-801921_1280I try to write every day. This is a habit I began in the past couple of years and have enjoyed immensely. Well, I haven’t enjoyed it every day but most.

Here are my reasons for writing every day:

1. I wanted to write.
2. Writing each day builds a habit. Stopping, for me, even one day meant it was harder to get moving the next day.
3. Building this daily habit keeps the fingers and creativity limber. It also helps keep the crazies at bay.
4. The repeating habit tells my muse when to show up so writer’s block is kept to a minimum. I’m not sure that anything will stop it entirely but writing each day helps.
5. I am owning my writing and writing life.

Along the way, I decided that it didn’t matter what I wrote. It could be a journal entry, free write to a prompt or adding to a work in progress. It didn’t matter. What mattered is that I showed up each day and wrote. For me, the magic number was 500 words but I started out with one minute a day.

This habit began with a decision to write. I found an online group that supported my goal and I began. I still check in nearly every day. The accountability helps.

There are days where it is a struggle to reach my goal. On these days, I consider it a win if I get something down. On days where I reach 1000 word I bask in the feeling of accomplishment, but most days I just take what I can get.

One thing I’ve learned is that once this habit was created my brain wouldn’t let me rest until I got my writing done. I will admit it can be annoying when I want to take a break, however, I won’t reach my goals by not writing.

What goals do you work at every day and what are your top 5 reasons to keep going?

5 Lessons in a Decaffeinated Life

the-eleventh-hour-758926_1280It’s been over a week since I’ve had any of my favorite beverage. Coffee.

I have survived but barely.

I have struggled with many things throughout the week. Between work, home and my own interests, each thing has been much more stressful due to this major change in my life.

My body and spirit haven’t fared well as I have gone through withdrawals. Here are some things that I’ve discovered:

1. My allergies have finally kicked in this spring. I won’t say that it is truly because of the lack of coffee but the timing is suspicious.
2. The 2:00 slump is real.
3. What do I drink all day? Water is so boring.
4. There are other things to order at coffee shops besides coffee? Really?
5. Bedtime is now 9:00 and I actually go to sleep. What?!?! I’ve got things to do.

This week hasn’t been so bad regardless of the above lessons. I have survived and I’m even starting to believe that I will be okay. There have been moments where I’ve wondered but the trade-off has been good.

Making a choice and sticking to it can be really difficult. Sometimes it feels like an uphill battle through mud but having a healthy life is worth it.

Early Mornings

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Does anyone else have a love/hate relationships with early mornings? I certainly do.

There are some fabulous things about getting up earlier than the rest of the world.

I love the quiet mornings and that first cup of hot coffee. Watching the sky turn from dark to light, just waiting for the sun to peek over the horizon is the best part of the day.

I get most of my work done first thing in the morning. I’ve discovered if I don’t wake up and write, it is more difficult to get back to it later.

Of course, there is the hate side too.

You know, those mornings when the 5:00 am alarm makes you want to throw it across the room and roll over in the nice warm bed. Except that your alarm is your phone and if you were to throw it then – no more phone.

Waiting for the coffee to get done at 5:00 am is one of the most difficult things. Since I mostly make it from hand, there is no prep work the night before so as I am half asleep I am navigating my Italian coffee pot.

Sometimes the muse is still asleep at 5:00 am and Facebook calls a little too loud. The coffee helps to wake her up and my morning journal pages nudges the muse but still, she comes kicking and screaming. Those are the rough days.

Still, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Do you have a favorite time of day?