I’ve been thinking about passion and dedication lately. Since starting to write a book, I have learned a lot about myself.
When I first began drafting the plot, creating characters, and outlining the book, I was very passionate about what I was doing. I thought about my book all. the. time. I was diligent about writing every day and downright giddy about the storyline.
Feeling so passionate about something was beautiful. I’m passionate about my faith, my relationship with my husband, animals, and coffee. Passion makes me feel purposeful.
I have been working on my book for six months now. I’ll be honest and say that some days, the passion to write just isn’t there. I can find a million other things to do besides make up a story that no one is reading besides me. It’s easy to doubt myself, and feel like what I write isn’t good enough.
Sometimes I avoid writing because I don’t think I can write the story that’s in my head in the way I want it to be written. Basically, I want what I write to be perfect because I’m so passionate about the story.
That’s where dedication comes in. I’m dedicated to writing this book. I may not feel passionate about writing all the time, but I am absolutely dedicated.
When I feel uncertain about my abilities, I remember why I started. When I’m tired and don’t feel like writing, I choose not to give up. I consciously decide to stay dedicated in spite of my feelings. Our feelings are constantly changing. I may hate what I write one day, and then love it the next. The passion may be there today, but not tomorrow. Whatever the case, I am dedicated.
Sometimes I am passionate, but I am always dedicated.
Living My Full Life 