Giving 200%

Ahh, man. All the different ways I could word my apology! I have plenty of reasons, excuses and explanations for why there hasn't been a word out of me in forever. But maybe I'm just flattering myself that people are waiting? I mean lets be honest. I wouldn't hang around this blog, either, dead as it's been.

Since I've started dancing gain, I've (joyfully!) let ballet consume my life. Getting back into shape is a painful, time-consuming process, but I've been thoroughly enjoying it anyway. Even if it has pushed things like blogging, novel-writing and book-reading to the bottom of the pile.

But hey! Enough about the past. I'm blogging right now! Yay!

So, I thought I'd talk about something - just briefly - that I've been learning to do in ballet and that (as I so cleverly thought, while I was trying to decide on a blog post topic) realized can apply to writing, too. Actually, it can apply to any passion you have in life, that you want to do well at. And that is giving 200%. Giving your all. Every last ounce of your strength and willpower, and then some. Doing the best that you can, simply because you love something, even when it hurts. Even when you feel like you're failing. Even when the sweat rolls down your back.

Heard it before?

Writing takes so much (emotional) strength and willpower. Maybe it's not as physically exhausting as something like dance, but it will still make your brain hurt! It can make you cry and ache in a different way. But still, like any art form, it's something we do because we're passionate about it, despite the pain. Because we enjoy it. We love it. Right? If you're shaking your head, then maybe you need to be doing something else. I can't imagine what would motivate you to slave through the writing process but pure, raw love for the art of it. The experience. The reward. Whatever it means to you, personally. Unless it's money.

And in that case, maybe you need to be doing something else, too. But that's a different topic entirely.

Anyway. That love and passion is how I feel about dance. It's what motivates me to lift my leg just an inch higher, to point my foot a smidge harder, to put a smile on my face even when I feel clumsy and not-good-enough. That love for the art of dance, the expression through movement, is what motivates me to give 200% of myself. And then some. To mean it.

I firmly believe that THIS is the mindset that will carry you to your dreams.

Continue to give your best and give your best. Take correction, absorb encouragement, don't forget to breathe, and above all keep pressing forward. Because one day you'll meet your small goals, and then your bigger goals, and you'll be where you want to be, living life how you want to live it.

And until then, enjoy the process.

Enjoy the drafting. Enjoy the revising. Enjoy the editing. Enjoy the polishing. Enjoy the tearing, the shredding, the tears, the laughter, the disappointment, the success, the failure, the excitement, the raw passion. Because you love this. And you can do it.

I believe in you.

Give 200%.

And then some.

I'm done. Have wonderful Wednesdays, everyone! Enjoy the sunshine if it's sunny where you are, and the rain if it's raining where you are. And talk to me in the comments! Tell me what's new, how your novels are going, if you have any weekend plans. It's been forever.

Best part of today: Cold weather, warm sunshine.
Currently craving: A warm drink.
Music pick: "Time" by Hans Zimmer (Inception soundtrack)
I'm reading: "Reckless" by Cornelia Funke (it's so-so, in case you were wondering)
WIP: Drafting Survival (32,638 words)

Happiness, Thy Name is Constance.

Cake for everyone!!!!! :D

I am BACK. And it makes me so happy I could dance and sing all day!! ...If I wasn't so busy writing. ^^

You guys know how in-a-rut I was. But last night, I sat down, and I started to write. I didn't write all that much, because I was tired, and it was late (even for me). But I was excited about this story. And even better, I woke up excited to write.

Take a moment and absorb that.

Yeah. Even when I love my story, I have never really woken up excited to write it. I'm not a morning person. I don't wake up excited about anything. Period.

But I did today. And I spent my whole day writing and talking to Twin and having an epic, magical day. *sighs happily*

And guess where the story idea came from? Yes! Twin. Partly, at least. I'll give virtual cookies to whomever can guess which part was inspired by her (it's in the one-liner under "WIP" in my About Me. And it's pretty obvious. Come on, guys, you can do it.)

Twin is AMAZING. My inspirations rarely come from (living) people. They come from things I read, things I watch, places I visit, things I listen to. But people? I've had... one other time when I was inspired by a person, and I ended up burying that story idea, anyway. Which means Twin must be pretty epic, to be the inspiration of a story that not just wants to be written, but one that begs me to write it. (Quite successfully. With puppy eyes and everything.)

Or... maybe I'm just biased, on both counts?

Nah, couldn't be that.

In other news, East Texas is drought-ing like crazy. I could very well lose my job if it doesn't rain in the next week; the city is considering shutting down pools to help conserve water. Which is good... but it means I'll need to find a new job. Oh goody. If you have rain, PLEASE send it my way. I don't love my job to pieces, but it's not bad, and it is certainly better than having to find a new one.

And, you know, I'd just sort of like to not shrivel up into a crisp in the dry oven that is Texas right now.

And you guys are all AWESOME. People are not told that often enough. So I thought I would tell you. And even better, it is totally true. So celebrate your awesomeness with some of that pretty, rainbow-y cake. It looks tasty, yes? But, uh... The blue is mine. You can't have that part. O_o

Twin Moment of the Day... As Twin's rereading (and sharing brief snippets) of old journals has shown us, we have been twins for YEARS.

On My Mind... Many, many things. Happy things. Like writing, and watching something, and wonderful friends.

Listening to... "Pompeii" by E.S. Posthumus

Grateful for... Twin again. For being the inspiration source for the shiny story that wants me to write it. ^_^

Wanting to... Eat. I've realized I missed dinner (which makes it about 12 hours since I've eaten). >.>

Writing... Selfish/Selfless