I Don’t Care If You Feel like It, and I Don’t Care If You Don’t

A big perk of my lifestyle is that if I feel like doing something, I can usually just do it. I’m not talking about helicopter rides over Hawaii, but you know, modest, day-to-day stuff.

If I feel like reading for two hours before getting out of bed, I do. If I want to take some random days off to hide out in a cabin, I do. If I want to have a glass of wine at three in the afternoon, I do.

This mojo in my work life, though, often means that wait until I feel like it to do just about anything.

There’s some seize-the-day in there, but mostly it’s just lack of discipline. If I only write when I feel like it, what about the times when I don’t? How am I training myself here?

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Finding Time to Create When Life Is Full

If I’m not creating the time for creativity, perhaps the question is:

Do I really want to create at all?

Action teaches us about ourselves. You may say you want to be a famous singer or basketball player, but if you never sing or hit the courts, you don’t actually want it.

But wait—there’s something different about creative efforts.

The question isn’t whether you want it or not; creativity is a process. It is both the means and the end. Like physical exercise, it’s a practice, an act of strengthening and rejuvenating the system.

The question is not whether you want to create (be honest—you do), but, why are you not creating? What are you avoiding?

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Life Design Hacks to Make You Marvelous as Maisel

It’s fitting that as I organize my life for a 40-hour road trip back to Georgia this week’s roundup covers ways to get organized. Better yet: it’s about life design (and doing it right).

If you’ve been following Roadwritten, you know that I’m all about organization and life design.

Just kidding!

But I do attempt these things frequently.

At any rate, you’re about to discover five things that will honestly make your life better, funnier, smarter, and more beautiful. Just remember that all those things are subjective, but still!

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Faith or Fool—What’s Fueling Your Work?

We speak of dreams, hope, and expectations. But how does all that relate to faith?

In this year of pursuing a career of creativity, one thing I’ve learned is how to keep working when there are only scraps to feed my hope that all these efforts will actually turn any profit.

This, I suppose, could be called faith.

It’s not blindly hoping that things will turn out well. It’s days, months, even years of exerting and investing time and effort with the relatively baseless belief that it will pay off.
What is that if not faith?

Or, maybe it’s just gambling. Maybe I’m a faithless gambler.

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The Drug of Daydreams

My last post explained why we should avoid expectations.
They provide the disservice of filling up present time with things that often don’t come to pass. It’s filling a bucket with a hole in the bottom.
But what if we’re not “expecting”? What if we’re just weighing options, considering possibilities . . . daydreaming?
Let’s get meta. Let’s think about this philosophically: Why live in a Future when there is a Now?
One exists, one doesn’t.

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Don’t Expect Anything: How Wanting Something Leads to Nothing

Recently I arrived to Portland airport at 5 a.m. to attempt a standby flight to Los Angeles.

This meant showing up without a ticket and hoping there’d be an open seat due to un-booked tickets or passenger no-shows. (I have this lucky ability because a family member worked for Delta.)

Usually I know the odds of getting a seat before leaving home, but it’s still a gamble; passengers get rerouted and other mysteries transpire to fill the plane up last-minute and thus leave me stranded.

It can turn into a [first-world] nightmare of hours upon hours spent in that alternate universe that is the airport, like the day that began in Portland.

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Confusing Story with Reality: Repetition, Belief, and Truth

In real life, don’t confuse story with reality.

Story can be based in reality, and reality can be based in story, but when the lines get crossed, the track leads back to you.

In the past year I’ve spent time with some who altered minor facts and details in a way that innocent bad memory didn’t explain. Harmless embellishments slowly morphed realities into fiction.

For example:

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The Muse Myth: How Doth She Judge?

suitcase and forgotten or simply left behind, abandoned.
They’re recalled, at times—as the wheels cover road or the plane covers mountains—with a quick tightness in my chest. Anxiety. The sweet date, ghosted, to whom I should really send a friendly text . . . but later.
Do I punish myself for this ability to wipe the slate clean and move forward? Do I give myself a reassuring shoulder squeeze and say, “Hey, you’re doing the best you can.”
Or, do I attempt a coup d’état, force myself to stick with routines in the face of benign commotion? Is that what responsible, focused people do?

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Introvert, Extrovert, or Nothing—Are You Who You Say You Are?

There are risks in believing things about yourself.

These things you believe? They might come true.

Recently I played trampoline dodgeball. Whatever you think that’s like, you’re right.

Do you remember jumping on a trampoline as a kid? How carefree? The giggle fits? It’s still like that.

The dodgeball setup is about half the size of a basketball court filled with trampoline “ponds” the size of an SUV. You jump from one trampoline to the next throughout the space as you madly attempt to avoid dodgeballs flying everywhere.

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Solitude Smacks

Occasionally there are days (like this one) that fall upon me with all their weight, blind me with the reality that with only a slight shift in perception, a vaguely different set of eyes, it could be proven that my life is not one of freedom and whimsy, but of isolation and aimlessness.

Today, I’m missing the comfort of companionship, the familiarity, perhaps, of a romance.

I miss the feeling of walking up to someone who doesn’t just see me approach, but actually sees me as I approach. I want to be recognized with loving eyes.

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Book Proposals, Feelings, and Anticharities

Because of romance, travel, and creative work, much of my time lately has been spent in the world of feelings (gross, I know).
It’s a subjective place full of supposed intuition, consideration for others, and self-doubt toward a creative path with no visible finish line.
But with the finish of romance, travel, and most creative work (marked by a final round of editing on my end), I’ve been dwelling more in the objective world with the business side of things.
This world includes settling in one location, preparing book agent submissions, and avoiding eye contact with men…
The absence of romance creates perhaps the biggest gulf between where feelings once presided and where rationale now holds court.

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Remember, it’s Arbitrary—What Rules Rule You?

When updating my Brainfoods page recently, I saw one of my favorite quotes from Essentialism.

“The ability to choose cannot be taken away or even given away—it can only be forgotten.”

At first glance, you might think this quote references societal/cultural rules. For example, most of us grow up believing in the following requirements:

College
Job after college
Family after job
Monogamy
Retire
Hopefully travel, etc. etc….

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I pressed the reset button on life to shape it exactly how I wanted, and now devote my time to helping others do the same. Bossmeggan (that’s boss, not bossy) is here to document my successes, failures, meandering thoughts, and travels along the way. Come along for the ride!! (No spam, ever.)