Barring the time I got ravaged by COVID or when I pulled my back, I’ve managed to maintain my daily workout schedule for about a year now. I don’t even remember how long it’s been. I’m just basing it off this post.
And I’ve uploaded said workouts in the form of Insta stories to hold myself accountable, even though it’s just to a handful of people.
But as a result of the stories, I did get a couple people sliding into my DMs, asking me whether I’m training to be invincible.
The answer is yes.
Am I preparing for a competition? Yes. For the competition of life.
Am I an addict? Yes. I’m addicted to the pump.
Do I take days off? Ye—uh, you almost got me there. No.
You’d think I’d know what I want in a writing career after spending some ten years of cutting my teeth in wordsmithery. Ha. Ha ha. Hahahaha.
What happened instead is me flitting from one possibility to another, not really committing to an actual path. Do I want to pursue fiction? Or freelance writing? Am I looking to be an editor? Or remain a writer?
I don’t know.
As someone who champions commenting as a means of growing your blog, I figured I should also point out the negative side of things. So what better way to do that than by breaking my regular habit of commenting on blogs?
After all, I’d just published this post about being consistent in my blogging duties, so there’s no better time to experiment than now.
So it’s been a transformative time for me.
For starters, it’s my second year of being consistent on WordPress. Never missed a single week’s post, nor a single day’s comments on other blogs.
I’d maintained this momentum through the highs and lows of life, from quitting my job, to falling sick, to publishing a novel, to getting injured. And while I did falter in some habits, my blog has always been a non-negotiable.
New post every Tuesday, twenty comments every day.
What began as an experiment quickly turned into a way of life, and you know what’s the biggest lesson I’ve learned?
If you took writing seriously, your first instinct would’ve been to click on this post to tell me I spelt my title wrong. Awesome job. That’s what a serious writer would do.
But don’t feel left out if you didn’t, because you’re here, and that means you’re awesome either way.
Besides, writing is more than being the grammar police, am I right? It’s not just about being keen with the language. You’ll also need to approach it from a crafter’s perspective rather than an artist’s.
That’s why I’ve always enjoyed Ann Patchett’s book on the craft titled The Getaway Car. You don’t see it brought up often, especially when compared to the usual suspects such as Stephen King’s On Writing or Anne Lamott’s Bird By Bird, but boy is it filled with tons of crafting wisdom.