The purpose of this post was to disclose two unimportant important facts about myself:
1. I do not shower every day.
2. I dread and hate taking showers.
I realize the purpose of the post seems trivial, alas I felt the need to come forward. That is until all of that changed. Continue reading “I showered for this thing.”
Not too long ago, I came out as a writer. That is I declared myself a writer based on the facts that I write and I like to write. I let go of the belief that one need be published to hold the title of ‘writer’. Weeks later, I find myself questioning my desire to call myself a writer.
As days pass and life fills my time with things that do not include writing, I feel less like a writer. Instead, the respect I have for those devoted to writing and sharing grows.
As I work at my desk, pulling up my blog during a lull in the workload, I lack motivation. Instead, the respect I have for those motivated to write on a daily basis grows.
How does one keep up the pace?
One of my favorite Disney movies is “Pooh’s Heffalump Movie”. In the movie, Rabbit explains the dangers of heffalump hunting to Roo, who wants to join the expedition. “Just a moment Roo,” Rabbit says. “A heffalump expedition is fraught with danger.”
While Roo pleads with Rabbit to reconsider, Tigger leans down and says, “Now Roo, you just can’t argue with a word like fraught.”
Tigger is my favorite character within the Hundred Acre Wood, and that fact may explain why the word fraught became my favorite word after Tigger advised Roo. Continue reading ““You can’t argue with a word like ‘fraught’.” The conversation continues.”
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