Is It True?

Hi guys,

I have been working on my writing this week, but somehow it doesn't matter to me anymore. I'd made a pact with a fellow writer to help "kick each other in the ass". She maintained her part of the bargain, yet I did not. Last night, she commented I did not really care about her. This is most certainly a falsehood. That being said, the friend in question is correct in several respects. My actions don't mirror my words. On the rare occasions I do manage to talk about writing as I promised, I talk about myself and NEVER ask how hers is. Or, if I do, I say okay and steer the conversation back to myself after a few seconds.

My friend keeps giving me chances and I waste them. I do not blame her in anyway, as she has done nothing wrong. Truthfully, if I were her, I'd of given up long ago. Writing isn't always about the amount of writing completed, or what is sent out, or published. A good majority of it is helping out fellow writers in distress, work or personal. When I am stuck on a writing question, or having a bad day, she talks with me and helps me through it. What do I do when the situation is reversed? Basically, push her aside and say "I am important and you are not!"

Last night I argued that I was not selfish. Well, after laying awake for hours last night, I came to the realization that I am. I also realized this is one problem I can't get a friend, or family member to help me solve. The only one that can tackle this one is me, myself, and I.

My friend and I keep talking about making personal goals for our lives. I am making a new goal here and now. I WILL think about others more-especially my writer friend-and be concerned with myself less. If I do not do this, I would like someone, if only virtually, to kick me in the pants!

Back To Work

Hi everyone!

I actually got back in town Thursday night, but today is my first official day back on schedule. Anyway, I was not able to do a lot of writing the way I hoped when I was away. I forgot to account for the fact my cousin and her nine-year-old live with my grandmother. Thus, I wanted to spend time with them. I did succeed in jotting down a few random ideas for my novel, though and have been applying them this morning.

Despite getting enough sleep since returning home, I am having slight trouble being productive. My guess is this the result of hopping through three different time zones in a four day period. I am going to keep plugging away, though. After all, that is what a person who has a regular 9-5 job does. No taking breaks just for the heck of it for them. So none for me either.

On the upside, despite my half-awake state, my ideas are starting to flow together and I should make some real progress on my writing by days end. It's been a slow start, but I refuse to let this knowledge deter me.

This is my update for now. I'm returning to my novel. Hope everyone is having a good day.