My sister is my hero.
Without going into too much detail about her personal life, she’s struggling, immensely. If I were in her shoes, I’d be curled up in a ball in a corner, sobbing. Daily.
But she doesn’t.
I’m sure there are mornings she wakes up and feels like absolute shit. Given her situation, no one would blame her. Instead, she gets up, goes to school, goes to work, and follows her dreams.
You see, my sister is an amazing singer and actress. This past week she started the first week in a 5 week-long run of, “I love you, you’re perfect, now change,” where she is not only performing, but also the musical director. I am so freaking proud of her, but more than that, I admire her.
Even through all she is facing, she’s still following her dream of a music and acting career. And what’s more, she’s getting it. She handles rejection like a pro, gets up, and moves on to prepare for the next audition.
Meanwhile, I’m sitting on my butt, happy as a clam, but not doing a thing with my writing. Not a damn thing. I love writing. Some days I even think I could be great at it, so why am I pushing it to the wayside, day in and day out? Why am I CLEANING instead of writing?
I know you must be thinking, “But you have a new baby. They’re a lot of work. And you work full time.” To me, that’s no excuse. Other moms do it. Why can’t I?
As writers, I think we all go through funks where we don’t really quit writing, but we let other things take over our time. We’re really quite mean to ourselves.
Today, I’m changing all that. If my sister can push past all the crap in her life and still have the heart to sing in front of a crowd each night, I can certainly take a stab at a novel and querying agents. There’s no reason to wait.
What about you? What dreams are you chasing right now? Do you go through writing funks yourself?