Reading Too Much

I think I read too much.

Not books, but learning how to do what I want to do. I don’t know how many pages of blogging rules, writing and all it’s rules, as well as social media how to’s are tucked up in this head of mine.

But it sure is heavy around here.

Which is why I’m trying not to look up more how to’s or learning, but making it my own way.

Sometimes knowing the “rules” of a man-made system like writing or blogging is what holds me back. Sure, sometimes they help, but at the core there a lot of rules I knew anyway, plus the things I do as a Christian, which means I already have a unique way of being myself online. So the rest is just candy on the top of a pretty awesome cupcake (gluten free).

Having all those rules swirling in my head, most of the time, can stop me from accomplishing. From finishing. Because nothing can fit all the lines I’ve created as acceptable. (for example how long a picture book should be, or should I use the -ing ending?)

But that’s why I got into writing, because of the freedom of spreading my wings and doing things my way. Yeah, I’m a bit of a uniqueness nut, but we all have things we want to try. Sure it might not get published by that group I imagined falling at my feet and promising me the world (creepy!).

But there are other opportunities.

And experimenting is the best way to find my way. So let all the rules fade and try to create something awesome today.

I’m with you — let’s shut that inner critic up.

What’s your inner critic’s name?

I think mine might be… Archibald or Arachnid. Bah, maybe another name will come up later, but it needs to be annoying. Any ideas?

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