Minor epiphany

Sunday was a peculiar day and all of my resentments came up at once without any opportunity for me to express them. As a result when I did finally get somewhere where I had the potential to accomplish something, I had to spend two hours moving my mood back into the realm of workability. But: during those two hours where everything boiled over non-stop, I had a series of insights about what’s been wrong with me as a writer for the last year or so. I won’t get into it all here because I think it’s more important to me than it would be to you. I came to the conclusion that I need to re-adopt some of my earlier writing strategies (I know why I abandoned them, but the reasons were not great at the time and are less great now) and I need to re-envision my relationship with my reasons for writing and with the reader / audience I have in my mind.

I am the only person I can change.

Now I am stuck in dad’s taxes and grading, but I’m feeling a new resolve and a slightly different energy. I really hope it pays off.

Thanks to Carly Q for this post and SueBC for this comment — both thought-provoking and re-orienting and eye-opening.

~ by Servetus on March 19, 2019.