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Persistence

 


It requires persistence and patience to write. It takes time and mental energy to formulate experiences and thoughts into words. It takes gumption and stick-to-itiveness to get anything done. I fine pleasure in poking my noes out the window as I reach a 2000 word goal. The noises outside are loud, I’d rather do anything else, subconsciously, than do my work. (That’s why I am writing this.)

I notice when a honey bee flies in the window, and I watch it meander back outside. I feel the door open and hear the slightest jar. Consciously, I have committed to the task, so I pull myself back in when I find I have physically wandered from the computer or from the writing application. Since self-discipline is a muscle, I find I have a lot of it because I continually bring myself back to what I am supposed to be doing. Which is what I will do now, back later…

I did finish. I persisted at my screen and got to 2,000 words. This number is equal to 6 and a half pages in a normal book. It felt so good to get that amount done. It also felt good to be able to persistently stick to something, even though it was hard.

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