I may need to be schooled on patience
I absolutely need to be schooled on patience.
Yet that hasn’t, nor is it likely to stop me from going with my gut.
Like Captain Kirk* I’ve found that it’s up to you whether you want to play by everybody else’s rules or..NOT.
The past 9.5, 10 weeks have been gut wrenching because I’ve assumed people would come through with their promises, which will always be a rookie move.
Again, much like my good buddy JT Kirk who had to be beat down on multiple occasions**, I learnt the hard way.
It’s ok to say no.
It”s even ok-er to pave your own damn way.
*that’s right born again trekkie here!
**I’m talking the reboot here folks.
Based on the 10,000 hour rule I
should be am well past being a full-fledged writer.
Thanks, Thank you! Really you’re too much.
I’ve managed to blog somewhat consistently for almost 5 years, even if- between you and me- I felt like annihilating this blog on day 1.
During that time I’ve worked harder than the Kardashian family’s PR, writing for other people as well as for my grown self.
Writing is my profession, pastime, and a huge part of who I am .
In spite of the migraine inducing moments, I’m doing what I set out to do.
What has prompted this unnecessary big-uping you ask?
You try spending an entire afternoon with TED talks as your soundtrack and see if it doesn’t inspire you to mark some milestones.
When your week starts off with your laptop going all zero dark thirty and resetting itself to factory settings *, you know things are going to be dark matter from then on.
Always ALWAYS back up your s**t
Seriously listen to the wise words of your mom/dad/manual.
Luckily I happen to live with the reincarnation of MacGyver.
Sorry about the prolonged absence folks, just another poor excuse of a blogger at work.
Though some of you will be happy to know I’ve been devoting my spare time to bringing back the art of letter writing. It happened late last week when I received what is known as a thank you card. A real life one! Who knew sticking it to emailing would be so much fun ey?
I’m currently hard at work choosing the right pen. The roller ball or the fountain pen? Convenience or timeless elegance?
Do I then get accessories such as a helicopter letter opener and a steel hip flask to go with that?
The Year was 1917, 1917!!!! when ‘Diffugere Nives’ was published by Maurice Baring.The entire poem itself is ok, but that damn line (title)is hot! And in the same collection of poems made by JC Squire I found this gem;
The False Heart by Hilaire Belloc
I Said to Heart , “How Goes it”
Heart replied: ” Right as a Ribstone Pippin!”
But it lied.
There’s nothing hotter than a guy who loves to read. Or one who’s happy to read to you. Remember the scene from Sex and The City (yes I, the apparent movie snob watched SATC 1 AND 2) where Big and Carrie are reading poetry in bed?; I think my heart must have stopped for a minute .
McHottie over yonder is Thiago Santos, who people mistook for my boyfriend. I was so close to saying “Ninja,Say What?!” But as almost strangers, that line would have been lost on them.