At Least 100 Words #11

There are times when I choose pictures that I think match the topic I’m writing about.  There are times when the picture does not match.  It was just a picture I liked.   In AL1W #9, I did mention a turtle on its back, but the turtles with strawberries picture was just appealing to me.   I collected several turtle pictures that week and they were good pictures.  Thank you, WordPress, and Pexel.   

An idea came to me to start looking for season related pictures. These leaves represent fall colors.  I’m feeling autumn and the weather is compliant because it is beginning to be chilly at night.  It may not have been mentioned before but I live in New York City and I have been so used to warm Septembers, this September feels unusually cold.  Which does not bode well for me, it feeds one of my worst fears, getting sick again.  It is not in my plan and I am doing all the things to heal.   Despite how I think it will make me feel, I am listening to the news to know what is going on around the world.   I prefer listening to the news instead of watching. I don’t think visual is better than audio, I just find it better to absorb.  Now that I think about it sounds a little weird.  I don’t go around yelling at my streaming service like I do at my tv.  So, win/win? 

Most of my day is spent listening to something, music, audio books, podcasts.  I take breaks and look at quick videos on YouTube. I will only watch a film or tv series at night.   When I say day, I mean daylight.   This is my attempt to realize which time of day is better for me to write.  Full disclosure, I’m a night person.  I find it extremely easy to be up all night.  If I can sleep at 6am and wake up at 10am, I could do this all week.  Since I am recovering from an illness, I know this is not healthy.  It is a struggle I go through most of the week.  I think it taxes my creativity.  Which bothers me the most.   I want to use my time wisely and produce good for my reader out there.  I want to put stories out in the world that can be remembered for a little bit of time.  It would be great if my estate has to fight for my copyrights.  I got some feedback recently, it stated that my words tend to end on a negative note.  I apologize.  Because that is not my aim.  The one of the intentions of this blog is to inspire.  Writing about writing, the writing life or not writing, can be the most frustrating practice.   At Least 100 Words rolls in it like snow.  I hope these words, let other creative in the headspace realize they are not alone.  I hope these words help someone who is not.  I hope these words inspire some kid like myself to write me out of the box.   I want to be positive, which is better than optimistic.  I want to keep a healthy mindset.  Not planning to write about the opposite.  Everyone if Monday was not good, you have 5 more days to fix.  Stay positive. 

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At Least a 100 words #10

One of the plans I made to increase my writing productivity was to make a schedule for the day and then writing schedule for the next month, what should be posted when.   It changes with delays.  I didn’t think about the time it would take for me to write something I am comfortable posting.  Every writer has faced this problem, when is done … done.   This is a quality issue.   My goal is to eventually write quality essays, that satisfies the reader.  It is what I expect as reader.  I found myself falling down rabbit holes of not knowing enough to complete anything.  This short essay is to be posted as is without hindering thoughts.   It is meant to be hot off the presses, correction made later, if necessary.  Yet, I take days to complete an essay to my satisfaction.  I want my words to be understood, invoke a feeling and please some people.   I also want these essays to be a short read.   I saw somewhere that a standard blog post is 500 words.   At Least 100 words range goal is 100-300 words.  I don’t think there is a post that is just 100 words. 

These are the thoughts going through my head while I am attempting to compile an efficient writing schedule.   While I am thinking thoughts, time is being lost to inaction.   This essay is closing on the possibilities of the week ahead. 

The time is always now.” -Erica Jong

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