Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 34

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 34

This entry is part 27 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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Change, and the Terror It Creates

There was a time in my life (not so long ago) that the thought of changing jobs again terrified me. It also made me angry at the fact that life had put me in a position that made another change necessary. If you’ve read any of the previous posts in this series, however, you know that a good deal of my way of thinking has changed over the last couple of years. That process has all but irradicated my fears with regards to change, as well as my expectations regarding what I do (and do not), deserve in this life.  

Thoughts, Actions, and Decisions

Change excites instead of terrifying me now. I dictate my position in life with my thoughts, actions, and decisions. Everything I have (or do not have) was gained (or lost) as a direct result of the aforementioned thoughts, actions, and decisions. Also, I no longer base my happiness on those programmed notions that I spent a lifetime forming concerning how life should be. My happiness is no longer dictated by the expected ‘norm’ — my ‘norm’ is dictated by my expected happiness.
Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 34

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 21

This entry is part 14 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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A New Novel?

I spent the past week working day and night on a new novel inspired by the Tiny Tommy story. Then I spent the last eight minutes deleting everything I’d come up with thus far.

It is unfortunate, but it had to be done. Sometimes the story gets away from you. When that happens there are two choices; you can try to wrangle it in or kill it. I chose the latter in this case because it was too far gone.

 

Blessing and The Curse

In a way that is the blessing and the curse of the clarity that I have gained over the years. I spend a lot less time working on lost causes, but a little more time lamenting the time put into those causes.

It needs to be done though. Life is to short to agonize over decisions. As I said before I am certain that everything will work out the way it needs to in the end. Continuously moving forward is the best way to make use of that knowledge.

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 34

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 20

This entry is part 13 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

Remington Standard Typewriter on desk with blank page

Decision Making

Decision making used to paralyze me. I have gotten better at it over the years, but when I was younger the smallest decision could bind me up for hours — even days.

Now (for the most part) I make decisions with confidence and move on. I think the reason it comes so easy now is that I have finally been around long enough to know that — one way or the other — things always work out the way they should.

 

Should vs. Would

The key word is ‘should’. Shit rarely works out the way I (we) want it to, but it always works out the way it should. The clarity that comes with understanding this concept at the core of your being is a freedom that cannot be expressed.

Of course, the only way to know this is to be around long enough, get knocked down enough, and (most importantly) get back up enough. Eventually — and only if you can shed the victim mentality that we are all born with — you get the beautiful gift that hindsight was meant to give you.

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