Months fade. Days run by like water and too often, we listen
to nagging excuses.
For me it was a lack of ambition. Annnnd inspiration, strong will. Of course there was determination, motivation, stress, the abundance
of cynicism, questioning my ability, defeatism, and doubting everything from
start to finish.
In other words, I am a writer.
And so I’m back. No promises because that gets me in
trouble. Goals—when kept—work great. When not, well, it’s a killer. Having firm
objectives works for some people but not so much for me. Live and learn.
Great to have you back!
ReplyDeleteThank you sir. *thumbs up*
DeleteKeep at it!
ReplyDeleteBetter for me if I ease into the river at the bottom of Niagara Falls rather than the rapids at the top.
DeleteYeah, I like to treat goals with healthy caution and make sure they know who's boss!
ReplyDeleteTo paraphrase: "I love those times. I wave as they pass by and vanish." - Captain Jack Sparrow, sorta like.
DeleteYeah, sometimes it's best not to promise things as that can be too much pressure. Glad you're back.
ReplyDeleteOne of my posts from two years ago was wholly prescient. http://spiritcalled.blogspot.com/2015/01/iwsg-beside-dying-fire.html
DeleteNo pressure, your own pace. Your readers will wait... patiently...
ReplyDeleteCrawling, twitching. Maybe the occassiona flicker of the eyelid. Yep, that's me
DeleteI saw you comment somewhere else and wondered. I remembered seeing you around quite a bit, but not so much lately.
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