The quiet of the house surrounds me at my favorite part of the day. Just me and my thoughts and laptop. I put the timer on for 25 minutes. Each morning usually the same: I do my Morning Pages from The Artists Way by Julia Cameron, then write the remaining of the time till the bell sounds. Those 25 minutes allowing me to just flow and put down my thoughts and fulfill part of my vision of being a writer. It is that time when I truly feel like a writer, yet there is a growing urge that this time cannot remain private.
With the first quarter of the year done, it hits me that visions are completed with action. This first Monday of April is a reminder that only actions can move me forward not just wanting things to be a certain way. It is a lonely road as many won’t or cannot understand my desire to better myself. It is never easy to explain what pushes me so towards this path of betterment.I don’t always succeeds, but those times that I do, I know I am on the right path.
So the quiet of the house supports me in writing even though sometimes it feels that no one else will.