What do you love?

I had a great reminder tonight from a dear brother that the best motivation to keep doing something is simply that you love it.

(aside directed at Sam… if I could, I’d bring you real chips, because your statement that “you eat a bag of chips when you’re not thinking” was the only thing I disagreed with all night. /End aside)

There is a reason that I read so much… I love it. There’s a reason that I watch the same movies over and over with my wife: I love them (and her). There’s a reason that I don’t do so hot with writing: I have not made steady my affection for it. I don’t love it. Or, I don’t love it more than I love eating a bag of chips and watching 30 Rock reruns.

It’s a problem. It’s a discipline problem. But, if I start to think about it like I think of “discipline” I start to chafe… it’s the same reason I was never a good runner. The idea was good but the work part of it was too hard.

But if I loved it… clearly, you do the things you love. So, maybe the thing to do is… just choose to love something different. Love different.

love different is a trademark (registration pending) of the Andrew Mackay Media Empire (AMME), all rights reserved… any similarity to trademarks belonging to fruity computer companies are coincidental, I swear. Also, you owe me a bag of chips for reading this paragraph.

  1. The Hermit Editor says:

    So when you say “choose to love something different,” do you mean that you are giving up writing or that you will try to love writing in a different way or that you will choose to love writing instead of eating chips and watching 30 Rock? I’m so confused…

    “You owe me a bag of chips for reading this paragraph.” Okay. Ketchup-flavoured, right?

  2. sd smith says:

    Why can’t I blog like this? Where are my chips?

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