Motivation. Some people have it naturally, as a fusion of ambition and self-discipline.
Some people engineer it into their lives with a delicate balance of responsibility and structure.
Me, I have phases. Maybe it’s chemical, I don’t know, but sometimes I have the oomph to meet a deadline (self-imposed or otherwise) and sometimes I haven’t got the price of a packet of tea.
I do my damnedest to stay on top of it, really I do, but as one can see from my blogging schedule, I’m just no good at it. Usually my motivator is something more negative than self-discipline of course– something like anger or need.
And then there are times like this, when I can hear the voice deep down saying more than “get some attention!” Sometimes I write because it’s for the best. With writing, whether fiction, poetry or blogging (but never articles), I am fulfilling both need and purpose. It’s all about the purpose.
The purpose is what makes work “the work,” transforming a tedious exercise into meaningful labor. Without purpose, I find it difficult to fall into the flow and overcome tribulations.
So, writer friends, what is it about “the work” that makes it purposeful for you? How are you able to motivate yourself to rise above the daily drag and distraction?
I ask you, my wordy fellows, because you’re more than off-the-shelf. I have some insight (a little here, a lot over there) into your personalities and processes. A guy like me needs some context!
So do tell, won’t you?