Writing Journal Entry #1
Did I dream last night? Not sure. But I woke up in an existential funk. I hardly ever do. And I wondered, Who will remain five hundred years from now? Leonardo, Michelangelo, Stephen Hawking, Ernest Hemingway, and the list goes on. Yep, that’s the thought that ran through my head as I stretched, yawned, and got ready to pull myself out of bed to go to my desk.
Then, of course it translated into What’s the point of waking up at 5 am in the morning, to write, to paint? Will any of this stuff still remain? Have you guessed that I am in the midst of implementing my developmental edits—on my “learning” book as I now call it? Boy, have I had a long learning curve with this first one.
Yet, I still love my story. I love the characters. Even if no one will read this book, I will get to the end of this learning curve just for the hell of it. Just to say I did. My darling book that I’ve been working on “forever.”
Really, I just want to get to the end of it, so that I can move on.
Carpe Diem.
Just Be. Words to live by.
I’m going to meditate.
CS
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