State of the Blog: Week 19: Reassessment
I feel a little rested up after this weekend. I'll be leaving to pick up the boys soon. And it will will be a short week due to Thanksgiving (thank, Zeus!). And my Mom and Step-dad are coming to town to celebrate with us (both dreading and looking forward to that).
A lot of work left before the end of the semester, but an end is in sight. That will be a good time for a self-evaluation on how this semester went, changes I would like to make, and new directions/goals to work toward. The Life Line, which has recorded some of my thoughts and happenings since the summer, will be be a good tool to help with that.
It did feel good to write yesterday. But as I mentioned, I do feel I am in a bit of a crossroads. Something new on the horizon is coming. I have several ideas, but until I commit to a path, I am in a state of mental limbo. I have no tether, no foundation. Except my boys.
All is focused on my boys. And that is good. But I need something more for me. Which is not selfish. Rather, something for me will help me to better be there for my boys.
A lot of work left before the end of the semester, but an end is in sight. That will be a good time for a self-evaluation on how this semester went, changes I would like to make, and new directions/goals to work toward. The Life Line, which has recorded some of my thoughts and happenings since the summer, will be be a good tool to help with that.
It did feel good to write yesterday. But as I mentioned, I do feel I am in a bit of a crossroads. Something new on the horizon is coming. I have several ideas, but until I commit to a path, I am in a state of mental limbo. I have no tether, no foundation. Except my boys.
All is focused on my boys. And that is good. But I need something more for me. Which is not selfish. Rather, something for me will help me to better be there for my boys.
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My NaNoWriMo effort this time around has been a big fail. I haven't written fiction in what feels like forever, and I have been doubting my ability to write in general. I have pondering the notion that writing is a stupid dream I should give up. But could I give it up?
If I am honest with myself, the answer is no. It is my passion. Has been as long as I have been old enough to consider what my passion is. I need to commit to it. Or rather, re-commit to it...yet again. I need these continual reminders to myself.
My biggest obstacle has been me. I need to make choices that better allow me to devote my efforts to my writing and my ideas. And I have a lot.
Yesterday I mentioned I am considering pursing a Ph.D. But I don't think I can do both a Ph.D. and commit to writing. That is something that has sort of frozen me.
Or maybe I can somehow mix the two?
In any case, the indecision period is coming to a head.
A new path is coming through either action or inaction. I would prefer it to be through action. That is the most I can commit to right now.
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