Me, of Late

Well… picture me heaving a huge sigh. I would say “throwing my hands up in resignation,” but that’s such a cliched phrase, and also I don’t actually do that. But I do sigh a lot.

Instead of being productive and getting all that stuff done that I would love to do if I felt motivated, I’ve mostly been:

drinking too much coffee;

sleeping in an extra hour or two;

watching too much Netflix, youtube, etc.;

spending too much on food;

crying;

making messes.

I’ve been reading, but not writing, and, more than anything else, wondering when I’ll have enough time and/or energy to start doing the things I really want to do in life. Like learning guitar and studying languages. Applying for writers’ residencies (they have them for unpublished writers, right?). Figuring out how all the features of my camera work. It’s not even a fancy camera, it’s just a basic digital one, but for some reason it’s not functioning as it claimed it would.

I know I should start with the “spring cleaning” purge of all the stuff that’s collected over the past year or so that I have been intending to throw away or give away or sell. I want to sell some things because I need money, but I think that might be more trouble than it’s worth, since I don’t really own anything valuable.

I wrote a poem last night, but it’s rather private and I don’t want to share it. But at least I did write something.¬†Better than nothing at all. Or… that’s what they say, although really it’s almost as if I wrote nothing at all.

Do you ever wonder why you love the thing you love but then you never feel like doing it?

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Short Update

Oh, dear. What to do? So many ideas, but also so many distractions!

 

I aim to be writing a lot of fiction and a lot of blog posts in the near future. Of course, I have a lot of necessary responsibilities and also a lot of stupid time-wasters (like hours of Netflix!) that limit my ability to focus on writing. I probably need to make lists and outlines and maybe even–heaven forbid–schedules in order to be productive at writing.

Right now I’m off to do one of those many errands, but keep your eye out for some very Personal Posts soon. And some less personal, very opinionated ones about books, publishing, and stuff like that.