What do you want to be when you grow up?
Don’t answer that.
You can spend a lifetime chasing after that question. Landing on something, asking if it’s right…wondering if you’ve made a mistake. Deciding to wait, stay, or try something else.
The five-year-old son of a friend came home the other day distressed.
My friend said, “What’s wrong?”
The crestfallen child admitted, “I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.”
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For fear that they will tell me what I don’t want to hear, I’m refraining from reviewing the posts I’ve written lately.
The sneaking suspicion is that I’ve been complaining a lot about how generally distracted I feel.
Beginning a few months ago, in a state of utter boredom with book editing, lack of social life, lack of work, it seems I turned to haphazard romances spice up my life.
The thing about romance is that it’s really, really engaging. Especially in the beginning. It’s full of untouchable hope and sparkle and mouth corners turned upward ever on their own accord.
New romance: a wonderful drug.
I’ve been doing drugs as a way to escape life block.
They say when you grow up with someone who has an addiction (work, alcohol, worrying, painkillers, sex, socializing), that even if you do not share the same addiction, you learn the associated emotional and psychological behaviors.
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The past month hasn’t felt very productive.
How can I write about creativity or reaching goals if I’m not doing things?
Two things jump out at me here:
1. Travel seems to lose me around six productivity days per round trip. I’m mentally scattered the day before and after, and generally distracted with movement on the actual day.
I’ve made two trips, so that’s 12 days. With more discipline, it probably could have been closer to four. People with “real” jobs do this all the time out of necessity. Ugh!
2. Since I’m a vagabond without fixed scheduling, I often rationalize reasons not to work on big goals
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Derek Sivers distills with this guest post…
“We tend to think in black-or-white, putting all actions, things, or thoughts into a binary good-or-bad category.
It simplifies. It helps make quick decisions, though not good decisions. It over-simplifies.
It starts in school, when we’re praised for doing good or bad, passing or failing, praise or condemnation.
It continues in working world, where the only time we hear feedback on our work is when we do extremely well or badly.
But what about all those times when we’re just chugging along, doing our work, doing okay?
And forget work, what about relationships? Are we often over-simplifying our friendships and romances into “it’s going great” or “it’s not going great, therefore it’s going bad”!”
Often I forget that life exists on a continuum.
Black and white—that’s the world I inhabit.
There, things are clear-cut, simple, easy to understand.
I am either good or bad. I am acting crazy or sane. I am productive or unproductive.
But that isn’t life, is it? Things aren’t so cut-and-dry.
Life is a continuum. We are continuums in miniature.
Let’s take a single moment: right now. Sit back, close your eyes, think about your life, and allow your mind to let the thoughts come in naturally, without targeting anything specific…
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We write and we believe through the act of writing we are being honest.
The paper, to the pen, to the hand, the arm, the head, the brain.
A straight line. Connected. Mind to output.
But there are no straight lines in this floating space of existence.
No full clarity, no open view of ourselves. Not through anything, and not through writing.
Still, we do our best to create, and that’s all we can do.
I want to tell you that we can only write and write and in the practice of writing hope to distract ourselves from ourselves and therein discover some form of truth. The salamander caught lounging under a rock.
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There is the paralysis of not knowing what to say. What should be said. What should be heard.
There is the freedom of simply saying.
Of sitting down while your brain recedes to the background and your fingers move to the foreground so the things that come out are those which themselves wish to be said, which have been waiting, paused, held floating within your ribcage, hoping for you to unbar the gates.
There is the reaction, and there is the release.
We base often the release on the anticipated reaction even though reaction, by definition, is a thing that follows.
The focus, if we can commit to honesty (and can’t we?), should be on the release.
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“Act as if.”
You can probably figure out what it means, but I’ll nonetheless offer a little furtherance: Act as if means to play pretend with hope that your feelings and life follow the intent.
“ You might also say “Fake it ’til you make it.”
It’s so simple—it’s playing pretend—yet so much resistance arises (for me, at least) in implementing the behavior.
This is not support group mumbo jumbo, these are scientifically-backed mottos.
You’ve probably heard how smiling actually makes people happier or people with botox literally become less angry overall because they are less able to make angry faces.
These are just a few ways psychologists have proven that we are much more able to influence our feelings with our actions than we think.
I’ve been working on inhabiting this space, this life, as a writer for about eight months now.
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When I began writing this blog October, it was for the premeditated purpose of gaining an audience for when my book launched.
All the authors whom I’d listened to in interviews said that this was the main thing they would’ve done differently if they were starting over fresh because the email audience turned out to be their top buyers.
Being the go-getter that I am, I rode the coattails of their mistakes all the way to town.
Well, I mean, it’s a small town; I don’t have many subscribers.
But it turns out I wasn’t doing the blog thing just to gain an audience for my book.
I was blogging for a lot of reasons that I had yet to realize.
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You haven’t heard of Life Block?
Well, look, you know what writer’s block is…
Life Block is writer’s block…but with life.
Allow me to explain…
When we have writer’s block, it’s usually either because
1. We are not informed enough on the subject at-hand
2. We’re fearful of the finished product (often subconsciously)
3. We’re simply too disinterested to put in the work.
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The great thing about real fog—the misty, creeping stuff—is that you tend to know it’s there.
You look out the window in the morning or descend a road into some rolling country valley and you know that you must treat the world, the outside, with care.
Safety becomes a concern. It’s automatic.
Turns out that mental fog doesn’t work that way.
Instead, it’s in you as much as you’re in it.
It’s snaking through your ears, resting on the crevices of your brain, wafting out your mouth as you smile and chat with a friend…
Without realizing it, you’ve simply become enveloped.
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Here’s the thing:
I am 100% reluctant to write this post.
I’m not blogging about love and stuff. I’m not a teenager anymore. You don’t want to see the things I was writing then.
But the subject matter? Ohhh, I’m still dealing with that.
Fine. It’s love stuff. And I’m writing about it.
But why not? Is there a creative person out there—a person out there—who doesn’t get thrown off by love or some bastardization therein?
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Recently 30, I’ve pressed the reset button on my life and begun a quest to figure out how to shape this thing called life into exactly what I want. I’m self-educating (read: fumbling blindly) to learn how to make a living as a writer and how to be my own business. I’ll be documenting my progress, blabbling about my travels along the way, interviewing cool people, and hopefully making this fun and inspiring for all of us. Join the e-mail list, come along!