Thursday, October 11, 2012

The Apple Egg

Good morning! Apple for me for breakfast. I'm half-heartedly food combining today (fruit until noon, no starches with meat or meat with starch),

I guess I'm half-heartedly posting this, too. I didn't get it finished pre-first-flight, and I'm just embarrassed my basket seems to be so empty. I used to think I was a writer, you know? Maybe I used to be...but I've worked so hard on speaking up and saying what's on my mind, and I've gotten out if the habit of journaling, and now when I go to write...nothing comes out. But I was so sure back when I decided to just write for 31 days that, at least recently, I'd had good writing subjects occur to me daily.  And now, apparently, I don't.

I'm not sure what I need to do to get back on it...or even whether I ought to. Maybe my major writing season is over. I'm not giving up on this series, but it kinda reminds me of that one year where I thought I'd probably be good at track...and came in last.  Every.  Single.  Meet. And I didn't give up, pretty much really sucked.

Have you ever been there? Feeling like you suck at something, but also not wanting to be a quitter?

1 comment:

  1. Yes, I know the feeling. One foot in front of the other. Nothing to do but keep going, until you have permission to stop. I literally ask God every week whether I can quit going to a certain meeting, and so far the answer has been no. I feel like I fail at "showing up" and "speaking truth" and being humble... every. single. week. Pretty sure parenting is going to be like that at some point, too--if helping with J is any indication. Carry on, writer!


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