Keep It Real Tuesday

Believing

Here's a truth. I'm struggling with faith in myself as a writer.

Sure, I blog three times a week, am consistent with the small projects I'm part of (see sidebar) and freelance jobbies here or there, and keep an eye on the larger intended projects, like my books.

But I'll feel the drive and find the zone for only a couple days at a time, then too quickly lose momentum. I'm lacking discipline. I get too caught up in my day-to-day, finding a dozen things to do instead of sit down and WRITE. There's been too much gook in my personal life to pull away and WRITE. Sometimes the blogging feels like a chore, even.

What I want to know is, what does this mean? Is it just a phase? (Please let it be a phase.) How can I be a writer if I'm not writing? Is it fair to go easy on myself--because it's not like I haven't had a lot of life happening (divorce and a move being the biggies, plus other tasty stuffs)--or am I just falling on that as an excuse?

I've got to snap out of it. I have to find my groove. I want to write again. I want my days to be filled with words and bursting with creativity.

Do you have any advice or encouragement?

What do you do when you don't believe in yourself (even though you know you should)?

Inspire Me Sunday

It has been said that we need just three things in life: Something to do, something to look forward to, and someone to love.

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Do you agree? Would you trade out one thing for another?

Writing on Thursday

Holiday Haiku

Turkey, stuffing, yum.
I can't wait for deviled eggs.
Happy Thanksgiving!

Leave your own holiday haiku as a comment.

Inspire Me Sunday

Life is short and life is fragile.

It isn't too soon to make a decision.
It isn't too late to make a change.

Say what you need to say.
Do what you want to do.

Life doesn't wait. We shouldn't either.

Inspire Me Sunday

We can't change what we don't confront.

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Is there something in life you're not confronting?

Inspire Me Sunday

Find life experiences and swallow them whole. Travel. Meet many people. Go down some dead ends and explore dark alleys. Try everything. Exhaust yourself in the glorious pursuit of life.

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Are you pursuing life?

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Tell me how.

Keep It Real Tuesday

Dark Driving

It was getting to be evening. Eight-thirty or nine or so, I don't much remember, because time wasn't on my mind.

What I do remember is that I was nestled in dark, driving on a two-lane country highway. It was a straight stretch, nothing curvy or hilly or difficult to navigate. No cars around.

Which was why I followed the impulse and took my glasses off.

The road blurred; I could see only that it was illuminated by my headlights.

First there was discomfort. This isn't what good, safe drivers do. This doesn't keep me aware, ready for one of those populous deer, or some other animal, or a parked and watching police officer who catches me crossing over the center line.

I couldn't even see the numbers on the speedometer, my vision is that bad.

But then came liberation. Liberation. I felt it from my hands, as they held the wheel, to my feet, near the pedals.

Because I knew where I was going. And I trusted myself, and I trusted what is bigger than me. I trusted the moment. It came to me that nothing bad was going to happen.

Actually, something good happened.

I gave up control.

And that gave me a great peace, just driving in the dark.