A valuable lesson from my little ones..

I thought I would never be able to write anything further, after completing some twenty odd blogs. I wanted to but didn't know how. I got stuck in this nightmare of not knowing how to complete my half written, half edited articles. And then I thought how can there be a writers block if I am not writing a novel. Didn't writers block exist only for novel author's ?

I needed some plot, any idea to start writing. Alas! it isnt as easy as it seems. But Magic happens when we least expect it. My little one came to my rescue and saved my day. Naughty9 who is still busy in maintaining her own journal said and I quote," Mama why are you thinking so much. Just start writing and you will know what to write". And she got me my diary and pen. And surely it was just that. The moment I started scribbling my thoughts and editing them I realised that all the ideas came flowing to me, like they were waiting for me to sit and start some writing action.

Just thinking wasn't getting me anywhere. It was the actual writing that got me ahead in my writing. Some wise man has rightly said that you cannot edit a blank page. So what are you waiting for. Get that pen , grab a paper and write, type, shoot. Dont worry if your piece is good, bad. Just get started.

Your writing is never completed. There is always scope for improvement. After some years if you revisit any of your written stuff, you might laugh at the amateurish way you have handled the piece. All of us keep evolving and improving ourselves all the time. So naturally you will have a fresh perspective on life which will change the way you think and ultimately the way you write. That doesn't take away from the fact that the article which you have in hand presently is not worthy of reading or publishing. Writing is like an art. And Leonardo da Vinci says, " Art is never finished, only abandoned." So know where to stop editing. Abandon your piece when you think that is the best draft. And settle down. Some might like what you have written, some might love your article and some others might hate it. That's alright.You cannot make everyone happy all the time. That's not your job. Do your thing and move on to the next one. Put all your efforts in the new piece you are writing. That's the way I have started approaching my articles. And trust me its giving me more calmness and peace of mind than anything else I have tried before. Cheers!

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