When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended solely for self-flagellation. – Truman Capote.
All artists all convinced they need to work harder, do better, be better. But we’re also being told that stress is a killer, that we should breath, meditate, take up yoga or jogging. (Or joga – a yoga/jogging combination that I still don’t really understand…) Is the stress of self pressure killing your art?
Sophy Burnham author of For Writers Only told a fellow writer that when she’s not making any progress she yells at herself to get moving. The other writer was shocked. She recommended speaking in a smoothing voice for comfort. I like this idea. I like the idea of being in a good place (figuratively and literally) when you write. These are my suggestions for how to get into a comforting space.
Bust out the p.js, yoga pants or sweats. Did you totally cave and get those Simpsons Duff Can slippers from Walmart? Putt’em on.
While I don’t recommend beer or wine while you write, why not ice tea, a milkshake or hot chocolate (weather depending).
The Right Tunes
A make a playlist. Make a few.
Tell Yourself What You Want To Hear
That you’re talented. You have a gift. You are. You do. Keep at it.