A woman asked me this past week what God wants me to do with my life. I didn’t hesitate with my answer, “To entertain, of course. If He didn’t, He wouldn’t keep providing me with so much fodder to write about!”
Then I chickened out because I don’t like conflict and this feels very conflicty-ish, and then I realized that just because I don’t like conflict doesn’t mean I can’t handle conflict or that I have to back away from conflict.
POLISHING UP THE OLD • I’ve been working my ass off these last few weeks. One of the things I’ve been doing is taking old blog posts from sites I had prior to Wayward Sparkles, polishing them up a bit and then re-publishing them under the category, “Before WWS.” Except, there have been a few blog posts that once I started editing … well, they kind of took on a life of their own … and expanded way
Sunday ♦ Late last night, which was Saturday night, my son and I were commiserating with one another about our situation. One of the reasons I picked the particular diet we’re both on is that we’re not ever supposed to get hungry. Other benefits of this diet (besides the resulting weight loss) include: cleaning up one’s blood chemistry so that cholesterol and blood sugar levels normalize and sugar and carb cravings go away. Since we have annual visits to the doctor coming up in late October, I was pretty psyched about going on this diet. I mean, what’s not to love? I’m looking forward to the doctor saying how proud he is of us for losing so much weight and that all of our blood work came back
Wednesday ♦ My husband and I kind of had it out the other day. He’s frustrated. He’d like to retire. I would like him to retire. Still we need to bring in money so we can, you know…live. This means the pressure is on me to become a successful writer (sooner rather than later) so the above can happen, “…if that is really what you want to do with your life,” he says. “If you want to be a writer, though, you can’t treat it like a hobby. You have to focus and work at it every day just like any other job.” Ya think! That’s what I’ve been telling him: I need several hours of alone time every day so I can write my stories, book, and blog.