Why am I doing this?
Do you ever ask yourself this question?
I do. And quite often, honestly.
I did it this very morning while preparing to sit down and write. I had no idea, nothing. My mind was as blank as the empty document before me. The usual tricks were not working, and I wondered if it was worth it.
Is it worth it to write if I have nothing to say?
Within me, I knew I was going to do it. It's like an urge that surfaces every morning when I wake up. It is there while I do my stretching and exercise and meditate.
After so many mornings, it is not something I do; it is part of who I am.
Yet, I want to be sure it is not becoming a mechanical and empty routine.
So, I have to remind myself why I am doing this.
I write because I am an author, and this is a deliberate practice to improve my skills. I practice daily because one day, I'll write words so powerful that they will shake and touch the soul of whoever will read them.
I'm still far from there. But, as Emily Dickinson - someone who knew how to unleash the power of words - once said, "one step at a time is all it takes to get you there."