Morning Pages Entry – March 19, 2014

Alright, enough of these personal relationship diversions. Time to get back to our regularly scheduled program. Time to get some writing done. Time to do some plotting. Time to do some editing. It’s all part and parcel of the whole writer gig, as my favorite genie would say. Just be prolific. How many different ways, do I have to find to motivate myself? It would appear to be at least one more. Ah, what the hell. Time to get going on this shit. Yesterday was a day not so memorable. I did make minute progress on the writing thing, but not nearly enough. It’s really, just a matter of forming habits you know. Sit down, and force yourself to do something for 30 or more days, and it will become a habit. It’s the forcing part that I seem to be having trouble with these days. Getting started on something is always the hardest part. [personal stuff edited out] Not sure which. Ahhh, whatever. On to bigger and better shit. Fixing me. Or more succintcly fixing my writing career. And yes, it is a writing career. I can write, I can publish, and maybe even make some sales. At least, that’s the direction I plan to be going. All the signs are pointing me in that direction, I just need to take the steps. And really, I don’t have to believe it will work, I just have to do it. It’s a leap of faith, that’s all it is. Actually, it’s not even that. You don’t need the faith, you don’t need to believe, you just need to do it because there’s a gun pointing at your head held by a crazy fucking mad man that want’s you to write for all kinds of crazy reasons. So write. Get the shit done, then you can fuck off, and do whatever you want to do. But, just get the writing done first. Simple as shit. Then, you can jet around the world, you can buy a bigger boat, you can learn to play guitar, you can buy a ps4, you can have a bigger house with a room just for your drum set, you can decorate it with posters of famous drummers, and just be crazy as shit. You can do or say anything you want to anybody you meet. You will have license to be the craziest mother fucker on the planet, and you will be free. Free from all the inhibitions and rules, which you allow to govern your life. You will only have yourself to answer to, and that’s a wonderful place to be, because it’s so freeing. No limitations, no restrictions, endless freedoms to do everything you ever wanted. Make the world a better place, make people happier, induldge in countless personal passions just because you can, and feel no guilt, and no pain for any of it. All you have to do, is be prolific. Spew your ideas, thoughts and words into the world. Basically, expose yourself and all you feel, care and dream about onto an unsuspecting public and let them do with it what they may. They can chew you up, spew you out, and stomp all over the remains if they want to. How cares, as long as they want to. So long as they react, and you have an opportunity to react back. That’s the best part of it, the interaction. And all of it’s good, because it’s better, then sitting back and hiding all your innermost feelings under a blanket, all hidden and shit. That’s not what your about. Your a person, that wants the world to see you and everything inside of you. Let them tell you your great, let them tell you how much you suck, just let them have an emotional reaction to your existence. If that isn’t human, I don’t know what is. Actually, it’s not just human, it’s being a human artist. And that, is what I think I’ve always wanted to be for so long, an just kept denying it. Well, time for denial is over. GO!

TIGERBLOOD: yes DAILYMOOD: nuetral – happy LOCATION: home office WORDSWRITTEN: 0 PUSHUPS: 2:00 plank TODO: write, edit, read, plot TV: dr who, walking dead BOOK: none GAME: none EXERCISE: squash footwork drills WEIGHT: 175 BREAKFAST: bacon & eggs LUNCH: big ass salad DINNER: salmon burger, pizza toppings (no crust) SNACKS: orange, grapes, apple, mixed nuts ALCOHOL: none BEDTIME: 1:30 AWAKE: 9:30


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