Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Life: Spring Checklist

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Does anyone else find it difficult to set achievable goals? I'm forever trying to do everything at once - lose weight, write a book, start a blog, take more photos, etc. I've always found the idea of complete metamorphosis intoxicating. Even though I know it's the right way to go about making change, the whole concept of "walk before you run" never quite captures my imagination.

This issue is compounded by my incredibly vocal inner critic. Whenever I try to create manageable resolutions, my internal dialogue usually goes something like this: "Exercising three times per week? Is that really all you can do? What's the point?" or "Is that really your goal? It sounds pretty lame to me."

To address this one-two punch to my self-esteem, I thought it might be helpful to make a quarterly checklist of what I'd like to accomplish. Because there is only so much you can do in three months - right? It essentially forces you to make big picture goals more achievable and encourages you to check-in periodically to make sure you're on the right track. 

Monday, April 1, 2013

Life: Preface


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Hello! Grab a cup of coffee. Pull up a chair. I'm thrilled you've found Subject & Predicate.
 
Why Subject & Predicate? Because you need both for a complete sentence. Because you have to know the subject (what or whom) and the predicate (something about) before you understand the entire story. And that’s where things start to get interesting.
 
This blog has existed in my mind for close to two years. I've tried time and time again to narrow my enthusiasm for writing into something topical like design, cooking, or style. This process helped me realize I'm not passionate about something topical. I'm passionate about the act of writing. About crafting the perfect sentence. I'm passionate about the things in life that make you feel like writing. The moments that demand to be recorded.
 
So here we are at the beginning of the story. Fresh notebook, bright pink eraser, pens and pencils lined up on the desk. Let’s write.
 
Love,
Ellen Louise