Why on earth?

Coming to think about it, I have several qualities, not all are good, but my Thing has always been giving myself impossible tasks and tight deadlines only to expectedly fail at achieving them.

I have decided to keep a diary when I was nine, mother still has the whole three pages I filled. I decided to learn drawing two years ago, I haven’t got a single decent drawing to show for it. I didn't even stick to being a doctor after 10 years of studies.

All things I stuck to, on the other hand, were those I was lucky enough to have without a decision, or a deadline. I work in humanitarian aid because I happened to be in the right place at the right time. I am happily married because I decided to go back home on Easter holiday almost five years ago and re-met the woman of my dreams.

Back to my thing, not sticking to stuff I decide to stick to, that is!

I tried to understand it, why am I undisciplined? Is it because I should have been educated in an English boarding school instead of a Syrian public one? Or is it because my father debated me instead of beating me with a stick? Is it genetic, not my fault in other words? I am not sure either is the cause, I might just be bloody lazy.

The other Thing I had forever is me thinking that there is a writer in me. I have always loved books (not that I finish all of them, see above, and ask my wife) and 'knew' that I will end up writing them. I buy books because I love them first, and then because I want to read them. This me-being-a-writer conviction has dominated much of my being. I have put outlines for great novels, many of which are suspiciously similar to ones I have just read.

Today I was reading tweets from Cory Doctorow, a writer I followed since I have read his book 'Little Brother' over two nights in a small hotel room in Beijing. He says he has written and average of 1000 words a day over the past year for his books, articles, and blogs.

I thought this would be an idea to try to beat one of my Things with the other. I am starting to write five hundred words a day blog post. I will exclude travel days (of which I have quite a few) and holidays (which I actually only have a few of). I will write about any subject that comes to my mind.

Will the writer in me beat anarchy, or will it beat him? Let’s see, I’m not going to say, in a year!

And here are your 500 words for today.