I learned two things today (which I probably should have known before). Diversity is beautiful. Not just in nature but in humanity. I also learned about love. Love is generous and kind and everything else. Both diversity and love are rich. Not in money but in layers. Bonus lessons included foodies should have their cravings satisfied and that friendship knows no bounds. Physical ailments are nothing when friends are near. Courage is not just for warriors but for those facing fights for their lives because of debilitating illness.
Today was a travel day. My sister drove from Southern California to Las Vegas. We are doing this so we can attend the Star Trek Convention affectionally referred to as STLV or the Khan. This year though, it’s mitigated by the pandemic and the fact that Creation’s license with CBS for Star Trek rights ran out. There’s less people and less references to Star Trek copyrights. Still, I’m guessing we are going to soend lots of money on great Star Trek souvenirs. I love these conventions and can’t wait for our next convention (Comic Con Revolution). So, now you know what I’m doing. What do you like doing when you travel?
I’m at a loss of words. For a writer, that is like the worst possible moment. I want to write another entry to my book but I can't think of anything. If this is one of my potential struggles, I can still do it. I feel a little better, a little stronger. I will soldier on. Yesterday, was a tough day, I thought Iost my writing mentor after only a week. But I may be able to gain another one. A more experienced one. Wish me luck!
When you aren’t motivated what do you do? I found that the daily one hundred word exercises that I’ve been doing at the request of my writing mentor have been helping me to push through. Eventually, I’m hoping that this writing will lead to a true daily writing habit of really meaningful additions to my books, short stories, and poetry. I do feel great right now but I know I have a long way to go. Thanks, Greg and Beth.
I am finding myself very impatient with everything around me. Myself, others, the world, and my writing, of course. It has to be perfect...the first time. But that's not how it works. I have to remind myself that I need to be patient. I need to be patient with me and my growth. I need to make friends with myself. I need to go beyond the negative and embrace the positive of my life. This is the esoteric poetry of my life. I need to love that tapestry of my life and continue to weave the rest of it.
After a lengthy hiatus, I've come back to writing. I actually have a mentor, who is helping to keep me accountable. I didn't realize that during that pandemic, so many people wanted to become writers. I firmly believe that everyone has a story and that everyone wants to leave a legacy. But do they realize how hard it is to do it through writing? I didn't. But I know now, and with my mentor and others I hope to write that elusive book.
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