Back On Track

I’ve been in a weird headspace this year. I don’t remember when it started but I’m sorry to say that I allowed it to diminish my passions.

Reading? Have gone through maybe a handful of books, if that. TV? My TV has been on for a total of roughly 5 hours this year. Writing? Hardly at all. Crafting? Nope.

I’ve made excuses and dismissed it as laziness and procrastination when I had an epiphany Friday afternoon, gazing outside at the snow globe taking place. As I watched the fluffy snow swirl around before settling gently on the ground I realized that, as Taylor Swift recently sang:

It’s me. Hi. I’m the problem, it’s me.

No one is going to stand behind me with a baseball bat to coerce me into getting my writing done. There are no mercenaries I could hire to hold a gun to my head till I meet my word count. If I want to live part of my life in the blissful world of make-believe I have to get there on my own.

So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to finish editing The Last Seer, I’m going to send it to my agent, and then I’m going to get on my knees and beg for mercy after watching so many self-imposed deadlines pass me by this year.

Wish me luck.

bye for now!

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