It Must Be the Thirteenth
I went on a business trip a week ago, and it plunged me into something of a quarterlife crisis/opportunity/epiphany. I’ve been making great progress on this novel – I’m about 25% on the wordcount I wanted for the first draft – but I pulled my head up and realized that I may have been so nose-to-the-grindstone out of great dissatisfaction with my life.
While I’ve divulged more in more private settings – more than anything, it made me realize that I was losing touch with the people I want to be in touch with, and too in touch with petty things and petty people.
I’m putting this out there – I need to overcome my phone phobia. I will be reaching out to people more. And I will be reshaping what I do with this space. And I’m done with people who have expectations for who I’m supposed to be.
If you want to be on the call list, let me know.