No Guilt Over Missed Writing Goals

Up until a few months ago, I’ve been consistent on my blog posts. Twice a week was my goal this year. A few weeks I only posted once and a few others it was three because I reblogged a great post I found. Then my father fell at the nursing home, spent time in the hospital then died. Before I could begin the grieving process, my parent’s home sold and we had to move my mom to Assisted Living. Two months later, after my dad’s memorial, the house closing, and my mom securely relocated; I’m beginning to breathe normally again. During this time, I did write. But for whatever reason, I couldn’t bring myself to post anything. I wrote two blogs which will be appearing the next few days.  The normalcy of posting a blog was just too hard. Finding things to inspire fellow writers when my heart was heavy just wasn’t happening.

The weird thing, I created a new storyline for a novella and submitted the proposal. It didn’t come to anything but it soothed my writing soul. It took me weeks to come up with the right words to honor my father at his memorial. Both projects were out of my comfort zone at that time.

Now, at last, I feel I can blog again. No guilt or condemnation. The feeling of inadequacy has passed. Now I begin again. I love the Lucy Maude Montgomery quote from Anne of Green Gables: “Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.”

I make no apologies to my readers. I know you all understand. We all fall when bumps in the road of life rise and send us flying. But in due time we begin again. We pick up our pen or put our fingers to the keyboard and let the words flow. We even edit, tweak and rewrite and finally submit our words.

As I have mentioned in the past. I rarely share about personal things on my blog. But grief is something we all will face and I want to encourage all of you. Don’t receive the guilt. Don’t lay down with the disappointment of missing your goal at a time like this. Let God set the course for you to beginning afresh. Allow him to take you to the next open door in your writing in his time. He knows when you are ready.