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Write 31 Days


I have struggled with a theme for this year's 31 days. I waited for the Write 31 Days prompts, hoping I would be inspired. But when I got to some tricking questions, I abandoned that idea. Then my thought was Follow My Dreams with the things I should be doing to achieve that goal. But then I got my daily text from Shine.com that read "How often do we think 'When I get to X, then I'll feel good...pushing happy to the future'". Am I waiting until I feel like I have achieved enough steps in my journey to be happy?  I beat myself up so much for not doing what I think I should be doing, I couldn't spend 31 days doing that to myself. Then the Five Minute Writes prompts came and I thought, "Maybe I can build action points around those points to spend my October accomplishing things." But isn't that still telling myself that I'm not good enough?

So for this Write 31 Days, I'm going to do just that. Write. I'm not going to try to fit accomplishments into a theme, I'm not going to pick one set of prompts to follow over another one. I am just going to write on this blog for 31 days. I feel like there are stories falling out of me, like this statue of Edgar Allen Poe in Boston. And my heart will be in them, as I think it should be to help people. That is the reason for it, to help people. That is what has been on my heart since I started this blog, to help people to find the life that is waiting for them. Writing on this blog is what nags at me as I fall asleep at night. It is what I write on my church's stewardship card every year, "Help people through my writing."

For 31 days, I'm going to write. I'm going to find my voice. And I hope in finding my voice, I will help others find theirs. On October 31, I may have accomplished some tasks, I may have examined my life, and hopefully I will have quit pushing happy to the future and will have realized my dream of being a writer.

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