â€Ž”Hell, there are no rules here– we’re trying to accomplish something.” Thomas A. Edison
I haven’t decided yet if this post is going to be a mix of the mundane and the majestic or something entirely different. Don’t know that I need to make a decision because sometimes the joy of journey is in the walk to wherever it is I am heading.
Caught myself dancing last night, not just dancing but moving with reckless abandon. This doesn’t happen often.
You have to understand that I have a body built for demolition and not for grace. These aren’t words that I just use for writing either. They are as good a self description as you will find of how I see myself.
Someone once described me as a man who has meat paws for hands and said that I lumber through life. Now I don’t know that I agree with that. I am not clumsy and though I may not be Michael Jordan I am relatively athletic.
But my perception is that I look silly when dancing so consequently I am quite cognizant of space and light on the dance floor. That is a euphemistic way for saying that I amÂ carefulÂ about when and where I will dance.
Still that doesn’t mean that I won’t dance or that there isn’t music that makes me move. Both of the songs above and the two contained here make me move. Maybe I am growing more comfortable with some things and less concerned about others.
Don’t know that it matters, I am just thinking out loud. Maybe I should read Julie’s post about signs again and think about it.
The Universe Is Speaking To Me & I Am Listening
In the quiet of the night I might admit to you that I have gone past the place where I say that I am agnostic about whether the universe speaks to us. I might admit to accepting there are more than a few things that I can’t explain or understand.
I am good with that. It is ok.
So I am just running with the feeling and sharing a few thoughts about this and that with you.
Blogging is not an obligation. It should be fun and if you aren’t having fun with it than I want to know what you are doing. Are you writing because you are getting paid for it? Are you writing because you think it will help build your business?
I do it because I have to.
Really. It is something that I am compelled to do because words are a part of me. I live and breathe them. I suspect that my friend Judy might understand that. I am sure that many others do too.
I am a professional writer.
Who I Was and Who I Am
But I am working on changing that. Got things in motion that should do as Danny asks in this post. I would like to say that I am farther along than I am. I would like to say that but it is not true.
That doesn’t mean that I am denying my urge to climb or that I have declared myself done because I am just getting started. You see it took me a few years to figure out what I was supposed to be doing and then a bit more to set things in motion so that I could make it all happen.
I suppose that you could say it has been slower because there isn’t a map for me to follow or a guide that I can use for a quick and easy install. There is just me learning as I go along.
These lessons cover a wide variety of topics. Some of them are simple things about writing. There is a story and stories that I have to tell that surprise me because this is not something that I ever thought would be part of my writing. But when I write about these tales people respond.
They ask questions and make requests for more.
I wrestle with some of this. I can provide more. It comes out of me far more easily than I ever would have guessed and I wonder why people don’t get bored with it. And then I wonder why ask why. If people like it and want it than I should write it.
Because I am a writer and I want to tell and sell my stories.
I know a few things about social media too. Sometimes I write about that because it interests me and it interests you.
Mostly I listen to the music inside my mind and try to let that out so that you hear what I hear. It is what makes me dance.
What about you?