You know, it’s funny. I started these Motivational Monday posts with a clear purpose in mind: to find inspiring quotes, videos, etc. to share and to hopefully help give anyone reading a little boost in the creative department (or the just-plain-living department).
But on this particular Monday, I’m feeling as if the motivational well is dry. Like drought dry. Spitting dust dry. Yeah, it’s dry.
I’m faced with yet another set of changes to my manuscript that wouldn’t be much work necessarily, but would be emotionally draining. Cutting lines, although still painful, has gotten easier over time. And maybe losing a description or two is no big deal. But I’m contemplating a massive restructuring of the beginning chapters. Yikes. And crap. And really? REALLY?
I’ve been feeling quite small lately. Insignificant. I haven’t felt this way in some time now, so I guess it was bound to strike me again. But I don’t know how to overcome this feeling.
Somewhere along the way, I’ve lost myself. I used to have these big dreams. Plans. I was going to motivate and inspire. But instead, I’m the one in need of those motivators.
Life is a fickle thing, right? You think perhaps you’ve cracked its code, that you understand it enough to get through the day-to-day routines it brings. But then, bam. Nope. Don’t think so, Life says. Not today, Lauren. Not today.
I’m not trying to accomplish anything with this post. Nothing of importance has prompted this post. It’s just that sometimes writing helps sort through feelings.
That’s all this was.
Maybe you can relate.