Epiphany... Of Sorts

Not quite how I looked when realisation hit, but close enough

Do you ever find, while focussed on doing what you believe to be THE thing you want to do, you’re suddenly hit with an epiphany that you’re actually focussing on the wrong thing?

Or maybe that’s just me.

It’s happened enough times in my life, you’d think I’d stop being surprised by it.

Over the last couple of years, I’d gradually pushed ‘writing’ further down my list of things I want to do, only because I couldn’t send my WiP to an editor.

As I spent more time making altered books and journals, and getting excited over that, I decided that’s where I’d focus my attention.

Totally losing sight of what I really, really, more-than-anything, want to do.

So, what led to my epiphany?

Mainly, the great feedback I got for the July short story I’d written for ‘Deadlines for Writers’.

I really appreciated that as I’d had fun writing the story.

Hot on the heels of that was a great offer from Kristen Lamb to whom I’m subscribed, to look over the first 20 pages of a WiP.

She doesn’t offer the service often as she’s quite the busy lamb, but when it popped up in my emails, I dithered for a bit – because, why not? – then signed up for it.

Even though the entire manuscript isn’t going to be looked over, in my opinion, having a professional cast her critical eye over the first pages is the next best thing.

So, thanks to those 2 happenings, my writing fire has been well and truly relit!

Which led to my epiphany that I’m a writer who wants to spend my time writing!

Yes, I know it’s so very obvious, yet it never ceases to amaze me how easily I lose sight of that.

I have to constantly remind myself to stop focussing on the ‘publishing’ and just write.

Anyway, as blogging is great writing practice, I’m going to add another blogging day, most likely Friday, which will be for more fun and chatty topics.

Apart from the added writing practice, I’m hoping committing to blogging twice a week will sharpen my focus and get me more disciplined, something I can be quite laidback about.

I’d love to hear if anyone else has had a similar experience, or if I’m just an oddball.

Have you dedicated yourself to one thing, which has led you to realise you actually want to do something else?