Autumn and New Dedication
Monday, October 3rd, 2011I have not been a good writer over the last six months or so. But, I will not beat myself up over it or dwell on it. Instead, I will move forward. This is something I’m practicing in many different areas of my life. Some days are better than others. Some days I just want to bury my head in the pillow and scream until I’m hoarse. Actually, my MO looks more like just stuffing it deep inside. I have to say I’m amazed at the capacity God has given me to continue stuffing and stuffing and stuffing. I can’t imagine the abyss is infinite but the amount of crap I’ve stuffed and never dealt with over the last three and a half decades of my life seems to be enough to fill quite a crevasse. (Do I really have to dig that stuff up and eventually deal with it? My therapist thought so. I don’t see her anymore.)
Anyway I digress. Today is the first day of hockey season. Dean will be on the ice this evening and it’s time for me to get back to my novel. Summer is over so I don’t have the excuse of needing to be outside in the sun. (I must remember I am not a solar panel. I am not a solar panel. Ok, maybe I am.) I’m going to side-track myself right now and look at the week’s forecast. I’ll keep you posted…
Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. It might stop for a while on Saturday. That’s nice. Guess I need to be living in the real. I live in Oregon. It’s October. Rain makes sense.
Guess that means I should be inside writing while drinking tea. No more excuses.
I pulled out my Book in a Month book and found my zip drives with Desert Ice on it. Where do I even begin with editing? Maybe I should dialogue with Marilyn Meredith. She would know. Now I’m going to go check with her (ha ha, anything to keep myself from writing. I’m such a naturally-born writer.)
I sent out my email and will wait for her words of wisdom.
On another note, I again was made aware of how my reality isn’t. I’m trying to do things differently in the way I deal with other people especially those I care about. I’m in a new relationship and am trying not to fall into the same old patterns. All I can say about that is…It’s hard. Wish me luck and I could use all the prayers you can spare.