So much of being a writer is about gathering ideas and letting them percolate…something we can’t do if we are constantly busy. This post resonated with me strongly at the moment, perhaps because I am reading a lot more novels and making space for being rather than doing – but still battling the internal dialogue that finds this ‘unproductive’. Then, I realise my life is for enjoying as well as producing.
Others are quick to let you know what they find acceptable when it comes to how you spend your day.
You earned money doing it?Perfectly valid use of time.
You made something useful?That will work.
You did physical labor?Ok, we can accept that.
You were helping others?Ding,you are worthy.
The most important thing is you were productive. Time spent should involve a lot of action and end results. If you spent all day reading, talking with others, listening to music, thinking or just living idly, then you are inefficient, lazy, suspicious and should aim to do better tomorrow.
Reading, writing and connecting with others are activities that are hard to measure and quantify, therefore hard to justify.
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