I switch on my laptop, open a Word document and I begin to type. I don’t know what I am going to write. All I know is that I will write. This is a decision that I have made. I can’t keep postponing achieving my dreams. If there is a time when I must begin working to achieve those dreams, it has to be now.
I’ve nursed this dream of being a writer from the time I was a kid. I didn’t worry about what others thought of the things I wrote because back then I was just writing for myself and I showed no one what I’d written. Oh yeah, except those times when my poems and articles got published in a few newspapers and magazines.
I type a few words and then my phone begins to buzz with notifications. I decide to check my phone. After I’m done scrolling through the endless conversations, pictures, tweets and some random posts, I get back to writing. I check the time and I freak out. It has been an hour since I began and all I have is two sentences which now seem to make no sense.
It is harder than I thought it was. I’ve barely written a couple of lines and I don’t know the number of times that I’ve hit the backspace key and not to forget the Crtl+A and then delete. I’ve a few ideas but getting them out in a coherent form seems impossible.
From the million thoughts jumping in my mind, I pick a few and I’ve typed a few lines but I don’t know how to proceed. I try to think and concentrate more on the topic that I am writing about but I don’t seem to make any progress. My nemesis Writer’s block has hit me again. I close the laptop and just sit down. Tears well up in my eyes because I feel like I’m not good enough. I know I must try but it looks too difficult.
I pick up my laptop and open the editor again. The few lines that I wrote stare back at me. I can do this. May be a little music will help. And that instantly uplifts my mood.
It may be difficult but I will not stop trying. I type whatever is in my mind. The music seems to have given me some new perspective.
Being a twenty something means there are so many dreams to be achieved and then you feel time is running out. There are times when you feel like giving up. There will be people to pull you down. But all that matters is your will to achieve and make your dreams come true.
May be I can write a motivational book 😛
“You are a champion Alana”, I tell myself. Oh yeah, I like talking to myself when I’ve to motivate myself. I won’t give up because I am champion and you will hear me Roar 😉
I’m participating in the A to Z Challenge and all through April I’ll be writing about the Life and Times of a Twenty something! What are you best memories or expectations from your twenties? Let me know in the comments.