For the last month or so I’ve had my eyes and mind and trigger finger targeted on January 1 as the launch date of the renewed me. Well, at least the renewed “writer” me. When I created this blog I titled it Always Write, which I thought clever and innuendo-ish at the time, but nowadays seems disingenuous in its veracity. Sometimes Write has been the reality of late. Or even Write. Uh, Not So Much. Hell, let’s admit it, I’ve been elsewhere for a while.
But don’t get me wrong — life’s been good. Better than good most of the time. The money job’s been incredibly satisfying, my grandkids have become the greatest gk’s on the planet, Nancy and I spent 11 days on Maui and 9 days in Prague and Vienna, I’ve read some fantastic books and articles, viewed a dozen emotion-romping movies, made new friends, enjoyed a half thousand different craft beers, and even carved a few notches in my Bucket List.
#47 Eat a Vienna sausage in Vienna – Check.
All in all, the last half year has been one of the best of my life.
But my soul has ached a bit and my days have ended all too frequently with a note of unfulfillment and dissatisfaction because I haven’t been writing.
Alas. Those who write know of what I speak. This writing thing — it’s a tough row to hoe sometimes. There’s nothing quite as satisfying as pouring one’s mind and creativity and sense of humor and message into words on a page, then massaging it into exactly what you want it to be, then risking your soul by putting it out there for others to ingest and love it or hate it. It’s scary, being a writer. Hence, it’s all too easy to set aside for a moment, which becomes a day – week – month – season. And for some, it never comes back. Permanent distraction.
A while ago I wrote a piece about climbing back into the writing saddle. What I didn’t realize at the time was some paparazzo apparently filmed me in the process, as you can see in this video.
What the foul dog didn’t stick around for, however, was this here cowpoke picking myself back up, brushing off the dirt and the cobwebs, and re-hoisting. The pen and pad and keyboard are ready and my fingers are chomping at the bit.
2013 is gonna be a rodeo.