No time like the present
by, May 10th, 2010 at 06:28 PM (1204 Views)
to realize that I'll never be a writer.
Thought I'd revive this here blog of mine with some introspective thoughts. One that has been circling the brain over the weekend has been the above.
It's snowing at the moment (yes, it's May and I live in California and it is snowing) and that always gets me in a contemplative mood. Usually, I contemplate going for a ski. But this time of year, really, all I want to do is go for a run. The wet snow is not inviting.
So...I'll just sit here and think about other things. Like how I'll never finish my novel. It will never be good enough to publish. And I'll never get over wanting to do it. It's like some strange hell that I've fallen into and can't get out.
Ah, the snow...so pretty, quiet. Its transforming my world as I write.
Hhhmmm...I'm sure I can use this depressive mood for something...better go try to write.