It has been a couple days since my last post on the daily page. Allow me to fess it up at the outset. I violated my mantra recently, 'Not my Circus, Not my Monkeys'. I became concerned about things that have nothing to do with me or my writing today. Rather I was caught up thinking about how they may impact me if things go well down the road. It was an interesting exercise in What If, but it was a distraction from my stated goal, that being to write.
And it is so easy to be distracted from the primary task for a writer. I set down to write, but somehow my 'oh look, shiny' nature distracts me and then I find myself playing Starcraft instead of writing. It does bother me that I am so easily distracted when all I want to do is fulfill the primary purpose for which I was created. It bothers me that I allow petty distractions to drag me away.
It is my hope that by admitting the truth here at the outset tonight that I failed. Furthermore, it also my hope that by admitting it, I can find the strength to continue to try. I hope that my efforts to write whatever book or books is inside me will not someday be a regret. Regrets suck, and I already have accumulated enough of them for one lifetime. I sincerely do not want this to become one more.
All I will say about the thing that got me distracted in the first place is this, Members of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writing community, can't we all just get along?
And it is so easy to be distracted from the primary task for a writer. I set down to write, but somehow my 'oh look, shiny' nature distracts me and then I find myself playing Starcraft instead of writing. It does bother me that I am so easily distracted when all I want to do is fulfill the primary purpose for which I was created. It bothers me that I allow petty distractions to drag me away.
It is my hope that by admitting the truth here at the outset tonight that I failed. Furthermore, it also my hope that by admitting it, I can find the strength to continue to try. I hope that my efforts to write whatever book or books is inside me will not someday be a regret. Regrets suck, and I already have accumulated enough of them for one lifetime. I sincerely do not want this to become one more.
All I will say about the thing that got me distracted in the first place is this, Members of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writing community, can't we all just get along?