I got thinking about the nature of doing creative work (music, art, writing, etc.) and wonder why people just don't get to doing what they love.
Sure, there are excuses. Lack of time. Lack of energy. People will think it's stupid or that you suck.
People ask me how I find time to write novels. You just have to make time. Even if it's fifteen minutes a day (this applies to drawing or playing guitar, or whatever it is you like to do).
Another common complaint: There's no money in it. So what? Creating art is important. Along with my family, creating shit keeps me sane. And eventually you might make some money at it, so why not do it?
Get up earlier and paint.
Stay up a half hour later and write a few pages.
Bargain with your partner/spouse for some time. They go to the gym for an hour. You get an hour to work on your music.
Write on your lunch hour.
Get to it. If not now, when?
Not when you retire. Not when you have more free time (you won't, trust me). Now.
What are you waiting for?
Saturday, March 19, 2016
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