This is not a post about writing. It is basically a writing exercise for myself. Since I’ve been dealing with a writer’s block for a while now, I hope this will help reopen the creativity because it has helped in the past.
That being said, there’s been a bunch of situations that has been going on in my life. Some are as simple to explain with a new boss at work means an increase in work flow – namely my work load has increase. It is somewhat for the better. I feel that I know the business a whole lot better in the last year and a half than I had previous. I know our parts in the warehouse by sight now instead of my part description only. I can help the customers with more knowledge at my disposal. However, with the added work, I also feel that I’m constantly missing something. There’s the new software and the new building also added to the mix within the last half year, that has thrown off my system. I laughed two days ago and mentioned to my boss that I feel sorry for who ever takes my place. He responded by saying he hopes there is never a need to train someone for my job. They say it’s job security, but I wish the security would slow down once in a while.
On a more personal note: my family all have several on going issues right now. They are all separate issues, but also relating to each other. I prefer the drama to stay within books, not real life. Though, if all that is going on was in a book, it’d be a really depressing book. If you are the sort of person who believes in the power of prayer – please say a quick prayer for my family. I will not going into future detail because the internet is not a place for such events.
As stated above, my writing block has grown into a very tall wall. I have tried starting three different books just this year alone, but I can’t seem to get pass the first few pages. I’ve even created an outline for two of the books and still have failed to continued. One of my fanficition fan’s sent me an email this week wishing for the block to vanish because they really enjoyed the story. There is a mix reaction to that. I’m pleased that they like the story, but I’m angry at myself for not trying harder to work on it. My past writing blocks, I’ve been able to power through them and all is well. This time, it’s hard. I haven’t even cleared my writing room’s desk off in months. I haven’t even sat in the chair. I really wonder if the computer is plugged in. (When there are serve storms in the area, I unplug everything that is costly to replace – tv, water heater, computer, keurig, treadmill, etc,)
So, to get to my title for the post: “Where Life Leads Us“. It’s a bit of a ominous phrase. Three years ago, I set a personal goal to have a book published. I worked hard to get my book cleaned from grammar errors and I signed up for my first writer’s conference. I went to the conference and discovered I was miles behind where I should have been. So, I started networking – created this blog, joined twitter, reworked the book over again. I did research. I sent out more and more emails to agents. I worked hard. Then my muse passed away and since then it has been a struggle. If you have stayed with this blog, help me not to give up. I really do enjoy writing and even recently have reread two of my books and enjoyed them. Three years ago, I would not believe you if you told me all that I’ve lived through would happen. It’s still hard to believe.
However, I (we) must press on. Stopping is only defeat.
I read yesterday that a 101 year old woman just released her first book of poems. I may be struggling now, but if she never gave up, than why should any of us. It is something that we have a passion for and it’s a craft of love. Writing is something that will always exist and is a wonderful way to expand creativity.
I believe my job is about to get slammed with work since it is that time of year when all the projects are happening, so I won’t be posting regularly yet. However, I will use my next post with something more related to writing.
Keep writing, keep learning.