Wild writing
With writers block ruining my creativity, here I write unedited to see where it takes me.
It scares me how we are approaching mid-March and I feel like time is running away from me. I feel like I haven’t achieved enough, done enough or even showed up enough.
There has been uncertainty floating around the renewal of my contract that I am almost certain will get extended for another 3 months. It’s a real paradox. It is uncertain yet certain. But it makes me feel so ‘sick’ that I still rely on that source of income.
However, this is life. This is reality. And like all of us, we have bills to pay and responsibilities and everything in between.
I’ve also been struggling with writers block.
I haven’t felt overly compelled to write content on/for Linkedin or for the newsletter or even for my new book.
It is so easy to fall out of love of writing when suddenly everything we have to do as business owners, is about being a lead generator. It’s exhausting.
When all I want to do is to write to help other people on their own journeys.
Perhaps admitting this out loud will now realign my purpose when it comes to virtual world of writing and sharing.
Ugh. Don’t be mad at me. But, I am ashamed to admit, that I have used ChatGPT (way too much) to finish articles and even write entire content for me… pulling from the badly pulled together notes. The pressure of getting something out there regularly has the reverse effect. I feel like I had lost my voice, tone and innovation. So now, I have contracted with myself that I am using ChatGPT to proof-read articles and ideas.
Wild Writing
I am on a ‘Group Coaching’ training programme to uplift my skills as a trainer and a coach. Today we did 5 mins of wild writing… where we turned our cameras off and as soon as the pen touched the paper, you write unedited and get everything out of your head and onto a piece of paper.
I guess in a way, I have tried to do that today with writing this.
A change of approach.
To hopefully get my writing and content creating mojo back.
Wish me luck.
Here’s a photo of the coffee I had on Tuesday at the Watchhouse. Small moments like this, really make me feel empowered and inspired.