Marching Orders From Oblivion
It’s January of 2022. I’m starting to take my writing seriously. An important factor in this is relentless engagement with my subject matter and a somewhat frivolous attempt to channel that engagement through Twitter, specifically. What follows is a brief examination of what I’ve learned this month. I’ll forgo any explanation of my hopes for the year ahead. I won’t bother readers with any accounting of promises I might fail to deliver on. I suppose that brings me to Lesson #1:
- Promise less: I’m green. I barely have an audience. Nobody cares what I think I want to do. What matters is the work I complete. So, while I am determined to follow up on past promises, I can shut up about what I want to do next.
- Synchronicities come to those who reiterate: The more I bang my head against a topic, the more new ideas spill out. This generally occurs through online conversation, research, or just screaming about it into the void until someone hears what I’m saying. I’ve found an uncanny number of new connections and discussions have popped up as a result of just hitting my niche every day. It’s awe-inspiring.
- Slow and steady fills the space: Last year, I felt very overwhelmed about just how much work I needed to learn how to do to get my work where I wanted it to be. This month, I’ve learned that nothing matters if I’m not doing something to push the work forward every day. The distance from the end goal is irrelevant. What matters is the distance to my next step.
We’re two weeks into the year, and I feel a lot better about where I’m going with my work than I did at any point last year. I also feel like I have no idea where it is taking me. I can’t remember the last time I felt that particular thrill.
I’m looking forward to seeing where I land with all of this.