I woke up at 7AM this morning. The sun was shining and it was 17 degrees outside. Luckily my better half let the chickens out. So I do not have to go out until it gets above freezing to put the water out.
Chickens are a great therapy. They are calm, walking around pecking and they get attached to you and will follow you around. So if no one else likes seeing you, the chickens are always happy to see you, but then again, they think you have food.
I got up, grabbed a soda and I read the Bible this morning.
God placed on my heart to read the Bible this year. There are Bible Reading Schedules on-line. God also said, Go Ye Into The World & Preach The Gospel.
So I have a reason to get up every morning, sometimes earlier than I like, To read the Bible and then To Blog what I have read. Today will be Day 52. So I have to get up and blog every morning, because that is what God placed on my heart.
The other thing God has placed on my heart is to write about my life, in fiction and non-fiction. That is what I have been struggling with. I don't want to write about that. It is painful and when I do write about that, I read it and it seems stupid and that I am whining about my pain.
I heard God tell me. "Write Through Your Pain."
That is easier than you think. I have a list of scenes I want to write, but when I write them, they just sound stupid, that I am stupid and that no one will read it. That goes back to yesterday's post about Self-Doubt. I have that problem.
I have not given up, I am plugging along, though I did blog yesterday, but then I was on Facebook for more than an hour, and then I have Free Showtime on Dish this weekend, and well, I watched 4 movies in a row and ate pizza. No writing done.
Today is a new day. The sun is shining. I am blogging and I will let you know how my writing goes. I am not counting the word I blog into my word count. Blogging for me is a must, and writing the novel is well, torture at the moment, so I want to keep the two separate to remind me of how much I am focusing on the book.
I have no idea if any of this makes sense to anyone. I am a writer. I write, But I also want to be a published author with a book that people want to read. So I will write through my pain. I have a story to tell and I will tell my story.
Check out my other Blog
Chickens are a great therapy. They are calm, walking around pecking and they get attached to you and will follow you around. So if no one else likes seeing you, the chickens are always happy to see you, but then again, they think you have food.
I got up, grabbed a soda and I read the Bible this morning.
God placed on my heart to read the Bible this year. There are Bible Reading Schedules on-line. God also said, Go Ye Into The World & Preach The Gospel.
So I have a reason to get up every morning, sometimes earlier than I like, To read the Bible and then To Blog what I have read. Today will be Day 52. So I have to get up and blog every morning, because that is what God placed on my heart.
The other thing God has placed on my heart is to write about my life, in fiction and non-fiction. That is what I have been struggling with. I don't want to write about that. It is painful and when I do write about that, I read it and it seems stupid and that I am whining about my pain.
I heard God tell me. "Write Through Your Pain."
That is easier than you think. I have a list of scenes I want to write, but when I write them, they just sound stupid, that I am stupid and that no one will read it. That goes back to yesterday's post about Self-Doubt. I have that problem.
I have not given up, I am plugging along, though I did blog yesterday, but then I was on Facebook for more than an hour, and then I have Free Showtime on Dish this weekend, and well, I watched 4 movies in a row and ate pizza. No writing done.
Today is a new day. The sun is shining. I am blogging and I will let you know how my writing goes. I am not counting the word I blog into my word count. Blogging for me is a must, and writing the novel is well, torture at the moment, so I want to keep the two separate to remind me of how much I am focusing on the book.
I have no idea if any of this makes sense to anyone. I am a writer. I write, But I also want to be a published author with a book that people want to read. So I will write through my pain. I have a story to tell and I will tell my story.
Check out my other Blog
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