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Tag: Life Lessons
Note to SELF
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Music in everything. Selling words.. that’s the land I’m trekking toward.
But not just words, vision and practice. Those habits… self-education tools, if you would. What’s worked for me. Morning wages, and me here carving new pages. Already five days into the month, the manuscript. How did that.. whatever, it’s here. Working like the Nurse, all hours, not stopping or wondering when it’s over. Just move,…
And….
And, what? Drawing circles in the journal, waiting, for some push. Something from the Story itself, to move me. Raining outside, someone playing one of those infernal pinball machines, with all the metallic clunky bang/chong/RING sounds… ugh. Going back to the desk in a bit. ….. Coffee leaving it all up to me. Okay…. How…
Today…
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When you overthink, and you’re scattered, you’re running place.
Not happening any more, and the Nurse has me with sharper sight and general sense, in my not so humble or subdued opinion. Writing to write, this morning. A Monday, messages coming in. I write her another message, smiling when she responds. This is life, I scribble in my journal. Life, LIVING.. imagine that. This…
Realize
Materialize.
First draft of column done. Taking a break…
Today, I’m more or less “on call”, like the Nurse. No meetings or appointments scheduled. No exits, only THE ROAD. 10:05. Feels later. Nurse and I up at 05:30, needing me coffee. Sipping cup I just made… Saving documents, new hard drive I bought, I don’t know a couple weeks ago. Maybe last week, I…
Early. Nurse to be in her mode by 07:00.
At desk with a whole day open, in front of the writer. Sun still not up, latte lowering with each intentional life. Working on my column, the second official post, I think, but it doesn’t matter. My thinking is everywhere and unusually centralized this morning after taking Nurse to work. And, on the way home….
Since Deciding
…..Anecdotal thinking, partially. Relics that summon and layer attitude, about my writing character, new skills and techniques, and from all that new knowledge. This is my statement to the day and promise to the SELF. Deciding to write. Deciding to be calm, composed, compound more character. Deciding to see everything and translate with temperament. Don’t…
What to do with indecision?? Write about it.
Explore it. And… just move. Who cares if it’s some big important, productive effort? MOVE. What I just did.. got out from behind the desk, walked around a bit, made another coffee, came to the writing booth. Trapped what I was feeling here on the page. And the lesson to it… Don’t let the stillness…