I’m a paid communicator. I write poetry (betchy’all didn’t know that!). I journal. I write emails. I write ideas and brainstormings and game-plans. I write to-do lists on napkins. I write cards and letters to loved ones.
Writing is central to my daily life.
I recently wrote about the lack of structure and framework in my life. I’m compelled to create structure so I can establish better daily writing habits (using Buster Benson’s 750words.com, naturally).
But there’s one thing I do that steals all the sweet, rich oxygen from my writing. I do this thing daily. Lots of times throughout the day. And it leaves me gasping for creative air.
I listen to my harsh internal editor. And she’s loud, convincing and exceptionally critical.
And you know what I’m going to do to eliminate the life-sucking force of my internal editor?
I’m going to feed her Skittles.
My internal editor whispers:
“Now that’s a lame idea–don’t even write it down!”
“BOR-ing. Try again.”
“That sentence/headline/paragraph isn’t perfect. Everything must be perfect the first time.”
And then, no words land on the page.
So, I’m feeding her Skittles to shut her up. And by Skittles I mean I’m giving my internal editor sweet little rewards. Instead of reinforcing her negative feedback by listening to her, I’m going to tell her:
She’s doing a good job.
She’s learning how to craft creative, juicy content.