Writing is Joy

Indescribable joy I experience, when writing.

backstory: I join the chorus of many writers who sing, “Writing makes me happy. When I write, it feels like I’m doing what I was born to do.” It’s truly a joy to return to some of the work I haven’t touched for a long time. I feel energized and motivated as I rework these drafts. One day, they’ll be free from the shackles of my infamous Unpublished Work folder.

I’ve also been getting some nudging from unrelated sources. For example, I was recently listening to a TV interview with a Finnish writer, who has written and published quite a lot of books. When she said, “A writer’s job is to write books and publish them…” a penny dropped. It was as if I was hearing this for the first time.

You also probably know by now that I can be my own worst critic. I’ve written about this here, for instance. That’s why I found this episode, A Writer’s Guide To The End of Self-Doubt, on Joanna Penn’s podcast with William Kenower so encouraging. Penn’s podcast, by the way, is my other go-to resource. If you are writer, check it out!

But enough about me. What gives you immense joy? It doesn’t have to be about writing or creating but life, in general. 🙂

In Between Storms

clouds on a clear sky
I treasure the "aahs" between storms.

backstory: This week’s six-word memoir was inspired by a comment on a previous post. And regarding storms? When the backstory got decidedly long, I thought nah, let’s turn this into art! Because storms will eventually run out of rain.

Does that happen to you, as well? That is, you realize a blog post wants to be something else, instead. And where do those drafts go?

Anyway, if you’re experiencing storms in your life, please remember to treasure the calm in between!

Quiet Time

Kiasma Museum, Helsinki
There’s something about January I appreciate.

backstory: Besides the beautiful landscape, there’s something about January my brain associates with quietude. Even without the usual holiday frenzy nowadays because of the pandemic, my body and mind still crave for January downtime. Visiting a museum or curling with a book entices me more than actually getting things done.:) Is it only me? What are some of the fun things you do in January or find beautiful about the month?

p.s. Throwback pic from Kiasma, Museum of Contemporary Art in Helsinki.