“Cranky”
Bursts of excitement
followed by toddler tantrums.
Until he’s distracted.
Steve D
Bursts of excitement
followed by toddler tantrums.
Until he’s distracted.
Steve D
Soft gray overhead,
brief lackluster afternoon
with two bright blue spots.
Steve D
Have you ever started writing something without knowing at all where it was going? That’s what this post is.
Today (Tuesday) was my first day back at work after a 5-day vacation to a family lakehouse. Five days doesn’t seem that long, especially over an extended weekend, but it was a strange return anyway.
I’ve found it more and more difficult to let go of work. Difficult is not the right word. I look forward to letting go of work things at the end of the day. But I feel more and more guilty about it. I don’t think anyone is placing that guilt upon me, except myself.
Our lakehouse vacation was supposed to be an escape from work, from our recent spate of home improvement projects, and from the occasional monotony of semi-quarantined life.
It was all of those things, for the most part. I just had one afternoon where I selfishly decided not to spend a lot of time with my son, and it’s been bugging me. I don’t think anyone else felt I was ignoring my family, but that’s how it felt to me.
All this is adding up to the notion that I am often too hard on myself, and I have trouble letting go of little things that have more to do with my perception of myself than with my interactions with other real people.
So I spent much of today (again, Tuesday) trying not to stress over things that are either done and in the past, or completely out of my control.
Fortunately, a few things made me feel better over the course of the day:
I’m going to listen to this for the third or fourth time tonight and then go to bed.
Steve D
If energy is
not created or destroyed,
where does his come from?
Steve D
Back in December I posted a review for one an Audible Original, a short interview-style listen called “The Burnout Generation”. Aside from being an interesting listen, this short had me reflecting on the various points in my life I’ve hit burnout, particularly post-college and as an adult.
So I’d like to follow up on some of those ideas and tell my first burnout story: the year or so after I finished undergrad.
Mighty little arms
cling, squeeze, while feet kick in joy —
giggle eruption!
Steve D
New toys, contraptions,
new faces, hugs, and places,
an endless delight.
Steve D
December was a fun month. I’ll get into it a bit more with my goal review, but we got to watch our one-year-old open gifts and really be excited to play with new toys for the first time.
Writing time was limited due to the holidays, but that frankly wasn’t surprising. I’ve been productive in other ways, effectively planning how things are going to go on this site for this year. More on that in a few days. Continue reading “January Write-Day: New Year, New Adventures”
I’m sensing a pattern here, in that each month seems to pass more quickly than the last.
This post is a week late because I wanted to finish “The Grand Mythos”, so we’re already almost halfway through December. Oh well.
November was solid. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, and we had a nice time with family, but I’ve also taken some interesting steps on the writing front.
Not only did I finish publishing my mythic fantasy series, but I’ve also started writing my short story. Continue reading “December Write Day: NaNo is Over, but I barely Noticed”
Pale morning sunlight
creeps through the blinds, and this one
laughs and crawls on us.
Steve D