Saturday, November 26, 2011

It's been awhile, hasn't it?

When I think about my own image of myself, I think of a few things. I see a father, a husband, a handsome, intelligent, really rather studly guy. Okay, a father and husband...

What I don't really see though, is an "Area Manager for a cleaning company". Don't get me wrong, we all have to pay the bills somehow, but this isn't what I planned all those years ago when Mr. McGeragle asked us what we were gonna do when we grew up.

Does anybody really plan their future and say, "I want to sell Mortgages" or "I want to distribute computer motherboards"? Both valid career choices, but lifelong goals?

I know that I have been extremely remiss in adding new posts to my Blog here, but that is something I am going to change. I have decided that I really want to write when I grow up, so I guess I have to challenge my mind a little here and there, and make the effort at creating stuff. So, from here on out, published for all the world to see...(okay, all 7 followers), will be my exercises in growth as a writer, and my rough attempts at making the move.

My Better Half and I have had many discussions about this, and it seems that she has been right again. (Don't tell her I said that, her head is big enough) I have been looking for reasons not to do the one thing I really want to do. I'm going to look for chances to do it from now on.

Now, for ideas on what to write about? If any of you 7 followers have any suggestions, I'm all ears.

I have started a book several times now, I have many, many, first pages. I guess it's the third and fourth, and 100th that get too challenging. I've written some really good children's stories, trust me, but they've never seen more than the monitor on my computer. Once I get the old creative juices flowing, I'm going to take them to someone who can maybe translate them into a real-live published book.
Anyhow, I'll put an end to this self-serving, motivate-myself blurp, and put my money where my mouth is from here on out. If you don't hear from me in writing, quite regularly, than please, by all means, jump on me for being a slacker. Life may imitate art, but from now on, it won't be limiting it. At least not in my world.

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