Back in the Saddle.

It has been a while. Hasn’t it? So a couple months ago there is this sick feeling filling my gut, something of unhappiness. Something where the most I did throughout my years added to nothing and looking at the edited books waiting to be released. I had still clung to it was something where it made me sick because there was this feeling that nothing would get done. I was not allowing myself to proceed to become better.

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One of the things that made it through my thick skull was ‘if you do not move forward then you are moving back because time will push you, if you do not make an effort to stay on top of things’. and so we have to make efforts that sometimes means we have to do things where we have to swallow our pride. That was something new pride. I do talk a big game and I do work, but there is an effort to not be so prideful walking about because of how it could come off. Unfortunately there was a bit of a lesson that is taking some time to learn. Our world does not value humility, one has to be a monster of prideful sometimes so people understand that you are that damned good. For me over this time where I went radio silent there is and will always be a chip on my shoulder. Would more be done if my body had not short circuited? Would my body push farther, would it all be easier?

Even now the burning in my left leg has begun a feeling a fire that happens every summer and while some of the time has been spent getting in better shape it burns with a flame that never goes out. It tires and it grinds me down and makes me cry in pain as the feeling of crackling embers and poisoned lightning shoot through my nerves. Classes are still going on and there will be a lot of posts moving forward because despite all the issues of self questioning this month I am going to update because a lot has changed in my space, but there are always problems people need to get through. For right now though it is nice to be back on this again. For all the bad this allowed me to get some things straight. Also, this happens to be part of a writing challenge that had been sticking in my craw for quite some time. No one has been able to win three competitions and no one except me has done two and still tried.

One other person has done two competitions and they had to leave after a set of time, so doing something that no one has done before in a field filled with everything from amateurs to professionals. That will be the part of another post because all this will be part of this, and maybe there will be a push to finally get everything out and yell screw it. There are a lot of posts to update his month, going to try for one a month and see where that leaves me. After so much time there is a lot to go over. Stay strong.

If I Could Be Serious For a Moment….

Five points if you are any sort of a Lance Storm fan.

So if you have read any of these posts they may seem like there is something I am not saying. Something, that maybe would make sense if I did explain it a little better. My head does work best when it multitasks, as sated before. That is not the only reason. I guess, with all the projects as well as the things I am trying to do I have had to make sure when I do something it ticks off multiple boxes between all possible projects. I originally started this to keep myself honest so further progress can be reached. On that aspect it has been very useful, and despite sometimes stepping back to deal with what life has thrown at me. Coming back to see where I left off is actually nice.

The problem stands on my pride. To say that most cases it could be a little more apparent is an understatement. Most times my pride only shows in an over representation smacking of the comedy of the idiotic. Some people can say they are supremely proud of who they are, what they have done, and the body of their life’s work. I cannot say anywhere close to that. There have been moments where I thought to myself that I can enjoy the overdose of ego, and as long as I do not insult anyone with it I find it okay.

Mind you, that does not also mean I am not unhappy of what I have done either. I don’t actually lie on my back and wait for clouds to go by unless I am being paid for it. Looking around I have seen many people use their pride as their shield to defend them from anyone in a competitive matter. I know I am good in a lot of things I also completely realize that for everything I have done their is most likely at least one person who has studied their entire life for the one single skill set. Knowing that I really cannot be too proud of it because their is always room to grow.

So I guess, what I am trying to say is I will never toot my own horn calling myself an ace. If I do you had better know that I am joking just to sound like a kingly bell end. (note: not British, but their terms sound a little bit more dignified then American terms.) I wouldn’t be wrong calling myself a bit of a jack of trades. Now, I can look at myself and know that is not a bad thing. Jacks are useful in many things and jobs could use a couple more jacks in the deck. I can be a little happier of that fact now.

Right now, I understand people have left, but there are still more then a hundred people still with this. Posts have not been to the schedule I wish. I am looking for a job so that I can continue making stuff with my projects, and stuff that although not related that you, my readers will like. To all of you, may the winds be in your sails and hopefully I don’t find myself on the rocks much longer.