Ok listen, my computer is telling me that it has been 9 months since my last post. Weird. While I try to process that information, I can probably tell you what I’ve been up to lately. Work, and lots of it. I finally found a job that makes feel like a boss (not the boss, but like a BAAHWSS! you know… like the way Beyonce would say it). It’s pretty cool to feel good at something and to have other people notice your goodness at that thing, especially after being “let go” and feeling like shit because of it. In yo face low self-esteem. I actually am good at some stuff. However, I have not been too good at keeping my eyes on the prize as far as the book goal is concerned. I’m not giving up though. I have turned 30 and therefore have only these last 12 months to finish this book, and if i don’t suck at life, I can probably get it done. I need to get into a groove. (a writing groove as well as a get off of my ass and work out groove, so if any of you know how to get in such a groove, please contact me at yourprobablylying@liarface.com because yeah, you probably have life all figured out don’t you.)
Besides the anti-groovage problem I’ve been having, I have also been busy house hunting and trying to figure out how I can get half a million quick so that I can buy my dream home instead of one of these lame houses that I can actually afford. I think I’m going to start a health insurance company for pets. (It shall be named “PetRight” or “Who Loves Fluffy Puppies?!”. So because of how awesome this idea is, I will probably be too rich for blogging pretty soon. Also, if you think you are going to be stealing any of those ideas or names, think again, because they have already been copyrighted, or copywritten…or copyfied. Whatever, I have licked them and they now belong to me.)
I would like to know how regular people (the ones who have to work 40+ hours a week for monies for living) keep up with their passions. It is pretty cool to have a job that I am passionate about now, but I also don’t ever feel like coming home after a long day of communicating and tapping into that part of my brain for another 4 hours to get some writing done. I want to take my pants off, fill up my belly with some yum yums and then give my brain the zone-out time it has earned. (I guess it is probably also time for a confession here…I haven’t even read A PAGE of the book I was working on in like 5 months. This leads me to having to rely on my piss-poor excuse for a memory which leads me to thinking that it is a shit plot with shit characters and that I should probably start over.)
I did just re-read some of these old blog posts though, and I talked a lot about excuses, fear, owning up to my nonsense and taking this passion of mine seriously. If nothing else, this blog has probably served some small purpose. It has kept me writing, it has kept me reading my writing, and it has inspired me to at least pick up the story I was trying to tell and give it another shot. I at least owe it, and myself, that much…probably.
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