….from a “should” to a “must”….

This will be my first full year with a blog. It started as an “excuse” and a motivation for writing. It has been (and is) an activity filled with surprising ingredients. The world of blogging is huge and full of people with interesting, challenging, surprising posts, Imse vimse bortapictures, themes. I´m being linked round the world giving me opportunity to meet with interesting personalities with masses of experience and knowledge. I’m reading and learning what other bloggers suggests for having a successful blogg – I write regularly, I read and follow other bloggers, I write about subjects in wich I have strong interest, I comment, I like etc. etc.

One blogg (among others) that I have followed  from the start is “the minimalists”. Their post “CREATE YOUR MASTERPIECE, A 16-STEP GUIDE” has influenced me a lot and stands as a navigator and energizer for me. Even though I had an intuitive idea that it was as “simple” as that the post has helped me to lift these 16 steps up from the dusty floor to the height of my eyes and on top priority in my mind.

What have I done so far? Well, I have begun exercising (swimming) again, I have increased my yogasessions with onehoundred percent, I have begun my “writing a novel” project, I am taking one day of from work for writing and doing “my” things, I’m fighting procrastination on a daily basis, I have resumed an “old” writingproject from last year with a friend so there´s a number of things going on and I am satisfied with my achievements so far.
Input is important. Very. Working on the “old” project with my friend gives that. Watching and listening to writers, authors, poets, and 
reading of course. Today I read much more then ever, books in bed, in the couch, sitting in the chair, listening to and reading books on my phone. The world of the word is amazing. You can do so much with them. And nowadays it´s possible to read and write everywhere and everytime. If I have a short coffeebreak by myself I write. I only wish I could read faster (I´m working on this too). There are SO many books I wanna read.

I have entered a new path. I have walked a short distance and I like it. I like the views. I like the co-walkers I meet. I say hello to them and ask for the way. How far is it? What equipment do I need? Where can I rest? Where can I find inspiration and input?

Do you want to walk with me? Then please tell me what you want to talk about and we´ll walk together.

Writing the book

DSC_0472Today is the second monday that I’m free spending my day writing. My goal is to write ten stories from my memories of Camino de Santiago from 2007 and four  years on. I have the pictures and the diary to help me. My memory fills in the rest. I have decided not to stop myself but to write everything that comes to my mind (normal). I must not be my own censor now. Later I will do all the adjustments, deletions, additions, restructuring. It’s nice to have this goal. It’s nessecary. Essential. To me. I start the day with a long walk. That´s when my brain starts working. Ideas come and go. I begin writing at ten. Break for lunch. Stop writing at five pm. I need this structure otherwise I will begin to procrastinate. I also need to have a tidy desk. At this moment I’m not satisfied with the writingenvironment. But I am new in this and I know that I slowly will organize it. I don’t want to be disturbed so I have killed my phone and my internet (except when I need help with facts, synonyms etc). Inspiration comes when I write. It’s like unraveling a skein. First I don’t know where to begin. I’m searching for the beginning. When I finally find it it often goes well for a while but then it stops again (a yarn not).  I force myself to take breaks doing things like coffee and a bisquit, looking out the window, food for the cat, listening to sounds from outside, take a walk. My brain wants change, variety and surprises. And I have this wonderful goal – publishing. Why is this important? Why can’t I just write for my self? For my own pleasure? Well it is my own pleasure too – of course. To have this goal gives writing a nerve. A motivation to do it well and good. I don’t know how I will do this or if it will be possible but I have begun to travel and I don’t know where the journey will end or wich road I will go. Terrifying and exciting.