Week by week, I had made plans to write every day and build on a creative piece I’m working on. I decided that July would be the month I churn out 20,000 words of art.
Unfortunately, I failed with that endeavour and kept running away from the mini-goals I had set out for myself. August is a new month, and rather than aiming to complete a set number of words per day, I’m opting to complete something each day! Meaning it could range between 5 to 5000 words per day. I’ve just got to write and not think about anything else.
As a Creative Writer, I often dwell over the things I’ve yet to achieve, knowing that I can accomplish a lot with a bit of effort.
This morning I woke up intending to write 1500 words; needless to say, I drifted to sleep thinking about my life and where I am at the moment. It has been a month of managing my OCD, and that has been difficult to accept at times.
However, August has arrived, and I know I can achieve some amazing things this month. First, I need to address the elephant in the room and focus on my grammar and punctuation, which I know is diabolical! Shame is a weird element for me to pay attention to, but I can’t keep avoiding it.
I’m aware my creativity is unique, and I’m genuinely blessed to create and develop life within my creative pieces. However, the fact still remains that I could become a better writer with more focus on my weaknesses and less avoidance of the ink-blue elephant.
Here I am, as raw as a piece of meat, knowing a mighty beast will eat me and my bones will remain out in the sun, drying out and eventually forgotten.
Does your brain crave education? Your cells are non-existent.
You hear bells in between your words.
The world of ignorance awaits your signature. Sign up in your mind and deliver stupidity because your levels of common sense and respect have depleted. Instead, you hide behind avatars and the screen of a smart device. Shame the end-user has no sense of sight.
We get it; you hate black people.
We get it; you’re jealous of our entire existence.
Our black skin makes your ignorant mind boil from within.
Crow and I sit peacefully, sipping mint tea and swear down, we’re not smiling at the sight before us.
For every racist comment you make, the temperature in your head increases by 1 degree.
We watch all the dregs of society boil up and fade away into nothingness.
We talk about life and how it is better to do something now rather than leave it until later because of YOLO.
But the truth is, you only die once!
You can love and become destroyed all within the same relationship.
A lack of consistency with earnings can push you into a lane riddled with broken glass, and you’ll stop walking because the end result is not worth the pain, especially as there is no guarantee of a better ending than where you currently stand.
Tears are temporary and dangerously futile – I cried over heartbreak, and my heart crumbled even more.
Who am I to ask for more when life suggests I need less until I fade away to nothingness.
Why are you waiting for something to happen for you to progress? Or rather, why don’t you trust that you are more than capable of committing to your goals and surpassing them.
Or maybe you are vanishing into the grey mist of confusion, and before you know it, you’re 84 and taking a leap into life.