Laziness

I always loved to write. I never figured out myself doing anything else for life. Even when tried to imagine some worse-case scenario jobs, I encouraged to continue thinking about because an inspiration for writing. All the other activities from my life I've done were, again, a source of inspiration for writing. And, in fact, many of them already turned into various subjects for books or articles.

More or less it was a spontaneous process of me communicating fully with the world through written words.

The breakdown intervened when I started to think about writing. To get stuck into the style handbooks, and the amazing number of platforms about writing, and the enormous advices about how to write. Because wanted to improve and be the best - even I knew for a long time that you cannot be the best as a writer, only to aim to count among the best - I worked hard to identify bibliographical sources and to start conversations about "inner voices", dialogues, but also about "markets", "promotion plans". The motivation behind all these efforts - who reduced my writing time to, maybe, maximum two hours per week, was to rebrand my writing and reorient and reprofessionalize my skills. But I was so sad and felt alienated because away of my words. I mean, the words I was organizing, reorganizing, putting in various shapes. Me and nobody else.

But now I am back on the track, full of ideas and eager to write every day more than one hour and think about the auxiliar publishing concerns - maybe - one hour the week.

A bit about writing fatigue

Writing fatigue, for me, is intervening once you discover that your words are getting out of your fingers in a very automatic way. You do not stay too much to think about what you want to say and how to find the proper words. The ideas could be stronger than y0ur love for clarity. And words are flowing. Probably, some people for whom writing is difficult could envy such a situation. In my case, I was nothing more than a robot of words.

Writing fatigue is when you are overusing the words. A kind of verbal bulimia. You do not care about what do you say, it is important to utter words.

Writing fatigue is too when I cry for a break. When I need to see new places and people just to make me thing about the difference and the diversity.

But, now, it is over - the second one in my life. And, will try to make this blog maybe more alive and original. No more not adnotated links. And more about seeing and thinking sometimes different, sometimes against.