Too many thoughts and words are running through my head today. I have more writing to do, but for 3 different stories. I'm scared to death that nothing will ever get completed. Why is that? Why can't I finish something? I guess I just need to let go of something and say it's "done." But it never is. *sigh* For some reason, I want to keep improving things. House repairs, projects, stories, relationships, the children... myself. I should have gone for that long walk this morning. Instead I put laundry away, which increased the feeling that things are never completed. I've been working on one story for 12 years. TWELVE YEARS! Will the thing ever be completed? I doubt it. It'll be one long run on sentence. It will be the story that never ends.... kind of like my "to do" list. Now I want to work in the backyard. I have to move one bush. But it will be a game of tetris in the backyard or like the book "If you give the mouse a cookie..." However, it'll be more like "If you move the bush to where the playset is, you'll have to move the playset." yadda yadda yadda.
Rambling helps. It's like a little spurt from a volano. It releases just enough to ease the pressure. In a way I'm hoping for a big explosion of kinetic energy. But I'm betting on more build up.
I have awarded you with a blog award! Check it out here:
ReplyDeletehttp://countryradiomom.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-first-blogging-award.html