Despite the title of this post, it isn’t an article about Sesame Street 😉
I want to share my intentions for 2018, I promised I would, and after a happy and restful couple of weeks off, I’m back at it. Only this time from a slightly different angle.
To read and write.
Writing- here on the blog, writing articles for print publications, and creative writing.
Reading- more fiction, and non-fiction and more books in general. Getting lost in words and stories rather than scrolling, and time vanishing via social media.
So how did I get here? And what does it mean?
In the last quarter of 2017, I invested in a course of one-to-one coaching.
I’d reached a point where I had a lot of different ideas about what I wanted to do (with my life!!) and where I wanted to go with this corner of the internet. I was being pulled this way and that way by these ideas of diversifying. Unsure of what the next step should be, hesitating because nothing felt, “right”.
Coaching is a fascinating process, by the way. Bit by bit the layers come away revealing something that, for me, had been there all along.
Shrek explains it perfectly below, like an onion we have layers. The layers of time, of life events, of self-preservation, of responsibilities and obligations. A good coach will help you get to the core of those layers, even beyond them.
Spending time focusing on yourself initially feels self-indulgent. But I soon realised being able to talk completely freely about ideas, dreams, and obstacles with someone who is dedicated to your success, allows you see yourself and your particular situation more clearly.
It’s writing. It’s always been writing.
Along with reading. Rediscovering my appetite for reading over the last six months has felt like a revelation. Putting my phone down and picking up a book is not always the easiest thing, but it is much more fulfilling. The more I do it, the more I want to do it.
Writing has always been there in some form or another, I’m already doing it. I just never saw it as my thing. Maybe I wasn’t ready, or maybe I didn’t have enough “life experience” (I know you don’t need this to write, but maybe I did).
It was there waiting in the wings. From stories I wrote as a seven-year-old, right through to being on my Fine Art degree, writing kept creeping in via typewriters, the act of writing and character building. Heck, even my degree show was a piece of writing.
In 2018 here on the blog, you can expect more of my home, my personal style, of Manchester, and travel, but I’ll also be sharing this reading and writing journey. And if I’m feeling really brave I might share some of my creative writing too.
I’ve started off the year by joining in with an online wring course, Kickstart Your Creative Heart wish me luck!
What are your intentions for 2018?
And I’m really interested to know if you’ve ever had any coaching or if you do any creative writing. Or are you a real bookworm? Answers below!
Wishing you a happy week
Photo’s by EmmyLou at Chiascuro