Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Sunday, August 27, 2017

8.27

Confessional: I haven't liked what I've been writing, but it's good for me to write every day. Sometimes, a nifty turn of phrase pushes itself from the glut of garbage and proceeds into the nothingness, to be consumed by Grogar, the Tooth of the World. But most of the time, I feel like writing is an obligation, not a pleasure. I need that pleasure back.
I'm looking for purpose, again.

2 comments:

  1. Writing a bit every day can be cathartic, even if it feels like an obligation.

    What are you doing in your non-writing life? What inspires you? What new experiences are you experiencing? Do any of those point to a particular-to-Robby purpose?

    (But then again, is purpose a requirement? Unless 'to be' is a purpose, 'to live' is a purpose. I guess--what did you take your purpose to be?)

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  2. I'm recovering from camp, in which time I push myself beyond normal limits, exhausting all creativity and productivity I might normally have.
    Then, I give myself an altogether-too-long recovery period before I consider creating again. I'm running out of patience with my laziness, so I'm trying to stretch myself.

    I think I just need a larger goal in mind before I start getting really angry at how poorly I am progressing toward my goals.

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