I’ve been doing this weekly wonder since July 2010. That’s 8 years. When I started it, I wasn’t sure how often I would do it. But as you can see, dear reader, I have done it! Every week for 8 years now.
I have the blog that I started in 2002, which is what this feeds into. So, in order to not panic I told myself, in the even that I couldn’t think of something to write, I could always choose a blog entry and recycle a piece I was proud of.
But so far, I haven’t done that.
This week though, I was stumped. I had about 6 ideas that I was not at all proud of. I started writing three of them.
And I just couldn’t make it make sense.
What was wrong with me? How come I couldn’t come up with a piece?
I knew exactly why. Today, I have a bit of a cold. I woke up with a bit of a cold yesterday as well. Perhaps I will recover my full health tomorrow. I feel a little muzzy headed.
But that is not it.
Why couldn’t I come up with a piece that was worth writing?
And I almost couldn’t even come up with the wherewithal to choose a re-run, my cherished back up plan.
I had listened to some inspiring books, watched a few less inspiring movies. Played with my family. And I was
What was going on?
I finally remembered one of the reasons I started the weekly wonder email list in the first place.
I’ll use a vague-ism.
The fact was, at that time, I had gotten very stuck in changing tides o the internet and SUPER microscopic examination of my life and I was really sure that I was experiencing terrible adversity.
But, as often happens, I talked with a friend. I wasn’t’ even my best self, talking to this friend, and he listened to my moaning of being underappreciated and not getting internet traffic, and he told me about this idea of a mailing list.
So I started it and have been faithful every since.
Now back to this week. I was stuck and wondered if this would be my first creative fail.
This goes out tomorrow. I usually have something written and queued up by Sunday afternoon.
I hate the last minute. But as I blow my nose and clear my throat, I finally realized why I was stuck.
Or, as I know now how to call it, imagined adversity
I had spent the week and the weekend imagining how I was underappreciated and undervalued.
I didn’t WANT to think that, but I had decided to focus in on certain metrics and could barely think of anything else.
No wonder the creative juices were dried up.
And once I remembered that pattern and recognized it in my current experience, I could find something worth talking about.
It broadened my perspective to remember that I previously had experienced and overcome a crappy, claustrophobic mental pattern.
And by writing, my beloved writing, I could overcome the negative spiral. And I could write about it!
My commitment to my blog made me struggle enough to pull my head up and remember the bigger world. Thank you, weekly wonder. And thank you readers, for helping me remember the wonder of the world and get unstuck.