I logged in to post the newest blog and realized that I hadn’t posted the last blog. Blame it on the zen. Blame it on a thundering inability to function in the evenings. So, I posted, passed out, and here I am not trying to fumble my way through another night blog.
Every peck a miracle.
- I am realizing how often writers tend to sacrifice facts for good writing. When watching an episode of Lethal Weapon they did some things with airplanes that didn’t make any sense. Still, it made for a fun story. Such is a writer’s life. Well, a cheap and lazy writer’s life…
I found myself with a few hours to myself and the first thing I did was dive into Minecraft. I was long overdue for a minecraft meditation. The meditations are brief periods during which I listen to a Dharma talk while affecting some zen crafting. There are a number of things that can make my life better, and continued moments of peace are one of them. This thing I do–this separating from reality to craft something–is really effective in a way that writing can no longer be. I’m writing as part of a writing career. I’m crafting for beauty and joy. There is no profit or even deeper meaning in what I do in the digital world. It is pure escapism and joy. It sits atop a painfully short list of things I do purely for myself.
I’m not sure this blog is even on the list.
I might do the blog at least partly out of a need to write every single day. Even if the writing is not that good.
- Oscars were really solid yesterday–especially given that I got to spend it with family. That makes it all the better.
- The show is a reminder that I need to watch better stuff. I also need to get back to watching foreign stuff.