“Is is what it is.”
“That’s the business for you.”
“The process was set up this way for a reason.”
Level with it all you want. Make excuses. Lie to yourself if it helps you deal with the stress and anxiety that comes with putting yourself out there as an asset, conforming your words to match what they want them to be, and making yourself a whore to the “business”.
It’s that magical day of the week: WIP Wednesday. For those of you not into acronyms, it’s Work-in-Progress Wednesday! This is the day I remember once every two months or so where I get to humble-brag about my current work and future projects.
Let’s get started.
I’m not gonna blow smoke up your ass. I didn’t make any New Year’s resolutions. Why would I bother? I almost always end up breaking them. So I want to lose weight. OK. I want to be a better person. Do I really? I want to repair my broken relationships. Sure, buddy.
For now, I’ll focus on what I can actually accomplish.
I’ve been coming in and out of a manic mindset as of late. Mercury retrograde was in my house, Sagittarius, last month, and I’ve come out swinging. Sure, I’ve had my low points, but I’m having a productive moon cycle. I’m switched on, pumping the gas, flying high.
But then a part of me whispers that the low is waiting for me to slip.
How long does it take to tell a story? Some can be told in a few words. Some are a punchline. Some can be summed up in a few paragraphs. Some take a lifetime.
This is in response to a thing on Twitter. Someone was discussing what they hope to accomplish in 2019. A few people were doing this actually. December isn’t even half over, and people are already doing New Year’s resolutions.
I once said something to a friend that rang true for me at the time: “My life may be falling apart around me, but my writing has never been better.”
