I need to get back to this being a fiction blog. I need to get back to telling my partner stories. I’ve been talking about this healing and return to words for a very long time and it has been happening in fits and starts and, also, very slowly. At this point I’ve done an awful lot of complaining in comparison to actually moving forward, so maybe I ought to just get to it.
At present I am engaged in a number of teaching opportunities and haven’t sat down to really organize my time the way I want to. Part of writing well is being organized. That is clearly my weak point. I can be extremely organized for a little bit of time, which can be effective so long as I continue to stay organized on that week to week basis. I haven’t sustained that, but I am continuing the practice.
Truthfully this evening’s work was not to be about the shortcomings of me but about being proud and grateful of the opportunities put before me and my ability to capitalize on said opportunities. I am being blessed and I am learning how to meet these opportunities. I cannot be more grateful of the chances I have to write, teach, and work with incredible people. This is a boost to my happiness and existence. Life is good when I look around and actually see where things are at.