All signs are pointing me to: write more. Focus on quantity. Show up. Show up even when weary, lost, confused and fearful. But show up and write. Something, anything.
Don’t stop making an effort towards quality, but get over it. There’s no judge here except the one in my head. I want to get out of my own way, stop holding myself back and ignore this fear I feel that I know isn’t real.
Don’t worry about the best method, layout or location. Just start right now, and then do it again. Keep going. Stop thinking about it and get it out. I know I won’t get better unless I practice (and the opposite is also true: I will get better with practice), and I know I can’t overcome the resistance by thinking about it. Action is the answer. I don’t know a lot, but I know this. So, I must start putting myself on the hook and stop accepting the excuses.
Ugh, so much self talk and encouragement seems to be required to get me here, but here I am. Again.