I’m a day late, but still chugging away!
I had a rough week at work this last week. I feel like I got thrown under a bus. Actually, I feel like I got thrown under a bus being pulled by a train, and followed by a dogsled carrying a load of angry howler monkeys.
I have met my writing goal of the 80 words daily though, but I did use my writing time one day last week to write out a three page manifesto of why I thought our CEO had made one of the most craptacular decisions of all time. Yes, I signed it and gave it to him. Yes, I still have a job.
If Stephen Pressfield is right, and the closer you get to the thing you are actually meant to do, the more the universe pukes up obstacles in your path, then this writing gig is mine, LOL!
If you haven’t read Pressfield’s War of Art, I can’t recommend it enough. I think I may run to my poor local Borders over lunch and see if I can still find any of his fiction. Buying books always makes me feel better.
Do any of you have any strategies for keeping in the groove when life hands you lemons? Or any good lemonade recipes that work well with rum when nothing else works? I’d love to hear about them. Especially the strategies. Okay, the recipes.
Take care, folks and thanks for stopping by!