Motivation: the state or condition of being motivated or having a strong reason to act or accomplish something

We all need a little motivation to get going in the morning, whether it is to get up and go to work or to clean the house or go to the gym. Without it, we will never accomplish anything.

But sometimes motivation can be a little hard to come by, especially when you are in the middle of writing your novel and writer’s block rears its ugly head or the stress from other aspects of your life drain the energy from you that the motivation draws its power from.

After almost two years living in a world irrevocably altered by COVID-19, the realities of what we have been through and are still going through are starting to really catch up with many people.

Those that work in health care and on the front lines, those that have lost someone, those that have fought this disease and won, it has taken its toll. It has left many emotionally and mentally and in some cases physically scarred.

How do you find the motivation when you have been stripped of the extra energy beyond what you need to just get through the day?

I cannot give you the magic wand answer. I will tell you what has helped me start to find those small reserves to begin again.

First off, I do suffer from mental illness, I have Bipolar Mood Disorder Type 1 and Anxiety, and I work in healthcare, so I have felt very overwhelmed recently. I needed all of my energy just to get out of bed in the morning and go to work, i didnt have any to spare, even for things that used to relax me.

So I took a break from the ‘extra’ things that could wait. I took a break from my social media, from my blogs and from my writing. I needed the time to recharge.

Now I am in a position where I have some spare energy to start putting it back into those things set aside, but the motivation is being particularly difficult in coming forth.

Ive had to go back to the very beginning, to rediscover why I began writing in the first place.

I remember sitting on my bed at nine years old with a notepad and a sky blue glitter pen. My dad is a writer, I want to be like him and at nine I thought this was it, I was going to follow in his footsteps.

The manuscripts of some of his books he let me read when I was that young (the others had content more suitable for adults) were bound in those big black and white lever arch files and i was determined to fill one of those too and I began.

Over the years I revised the story I started back then, my dad published his and still continues to release new work. I still follow his path. My story started 22 years ago is still unfinished ( it is what taught me that I have a nasty habit of rewriting rather than finishing and then editing) but it is on its way to being complete. I’ve released a short story and 2 novellas in the meantime and am busy with three other stories at the moment.

My motivation grew as I did. From initially being a little girl’s desire to be like her dad it expanded to wanting to create new worlds for people to escape into when the real world got too tough, like I did when I was a little older and was bullied badly, and expanded further still when I accepted that I was part of the LGBTQ+ community and struggling to find literature in that genre that wasnt fetishized.

I have grown into an author that still wants to be like her dad, but that wants to create a safe space for LGBTQ+ people to explore and escape to when they need it with characters that are real and relatable. Something I never had.

That is why I write and why I will continue to write.

Yes there will be times where my motivation wanes, but so long as I remember where it started and so long as I remember why I do it I will always come back.

(I do also dream of one day having my private island with all of my rescue cats. That helps too).