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Blue Moon does it..

Introduction:

Gets things done, I mean. Appears in all her glory. Even though she appears well (bear with me here, I just can’t resist) once in a blue moon, she does this gracefully and in her own time. She even has her very own entry in the dictionary for phrasal verbs so there must be something to it, to doing things your way, so what better sign to start under (if you are so inclined, which I’m not really but it’s nice anyway, isn’t it? to feel that the universe is on your side) for the first day of my new blog.

 

Motto:

Because that is essentially the motto of this blog, namely that even if you are not the born planner (like me) or, like me have spent a lifetime of jumping from one passion to the next and may have had a lot of fun and the odd moment along the way, but you haven’t really fekt the thrill of excelling at anything of great value since a fair number of years. Even so, I believe there is a way you can fulfil your dreams one by one. By learning to focus on one thing (at a time) regardless of your age, whether everyone around you seems to have passed you by, got their book published, has slipped into their ‘grown-upness’ seamlessley (and gosh how it suits them!), and found their way to an exciting career. Even then your way is ok. Simple as that.

So, here is my motto:

My Way is Ok too!

But how did I get to that point?

  1. Decide what to focus on:

    However old or whacky you think your dream is, if you still feel a tingle then ‘why not?’ Then sleep on it for as long as you need until you are sure you want to give it a go.
    For me, it  took turning fifty. I had completed a course in creative writing which convinced me that I wanted to get better at this craft.

  2. Put your idea into action:

    And try it out: find courses (local or maybe a few days somewhere completely different?) or workshops or even social media groups..
    So I bought myself a place at a writer’s retreat in Paris which coincided with my birthday, September 3 (and yes, I am an I love it when people know it’s my birthday person :)). It was the best present I could have given myself.

  3. If it’s a yes then promise yourself:

    to commit: do whatever it takes, book another course, join a local or online (eg. facebook) group anything that will help you put your (writing) dream into action.
    I haven’t looked back since. It was the moment of finally putting into action ideas that had been zapping around in my head for a while, ideas I could never quite get a hold of: the idea of writing a novel from the short stories I had in my mind didn’t seem crazy anymore, but a natural next step. And it was then that I promised myself that this project would be started and finished, no matter what. By me.

  4. Find and build up an environment of like-minded people:

    Find the place and the people that support you and with whom you feel at home.
    Meeting the people I connected with felt like a sort of blue moon moment. It felt right but only at a specific time and place – It was a place where there were other writers with a similar dream, to write a book, I had found a place where it was ok to think in those terms. However, I carry the energy from the shared experience around with me, from the friendships I have made with other writers, from the space I have made for myself to have my dream and the discussions or chats we have…

 

What now?

Of course I still have a way to go. The novel is not published quite yet but I have passed from the first draft to the editing stage. I won’t beat around the bush. This process has taken two years. I’ve been through a fair amount of all sorts of ups and downs which have never made me want to give up (or nearly never but never enough!). I’ve come across realisations, things like that writing a novel isn’t just about finding the time to write nor is it just about battling procrastination – as an an expert excuse maker this will be an ongoing topic. And it’s certainly not about just writing every blue moon.

So, in the words of the American poet Marie Ponsot, a single Mother who left her husband and who had seven children but still got her many incredible poems written:

“Why not?” [and let me add:] start at the beginning:

Welcome, to my blog. I’m excited to get started and to meet you.

If you’d like to share  your ideas, I have a question for you: is there a dream project lying there somewhere disregarded in the back of your mind?

I’d love to hear what that is, please do comment below.

xK

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