Friday, May 2, 2014

Defeated, But Not Destroyed

You may have noticed that my posts generally have that hurried tempo, quick steps from start to finish, like a spry little dance of prose. When you work two jobs, balance writing and still manage to get your projects done things get messy. My particular situation is no exception.

So I've actually grown accustomed to writing my blogs on my breaks at work. Imagine doing this rigorous, exhausting job, physical labor, high stress, the whole works, then sitting down and writing a blog on your thirty minute break. That's me. That's my life. I'll admit I'm proud what I'm able to crank out. Every Wednesday, I'm there, writing a short story, anything. Create, create, create on demand! It's all a rush and then I'm back to reality. But tonight is different. I wanted it to be.

So I'll share with you something...

Are you ready?

Writing is an endurance game. That goes without saying. He/She who writes most, wins. That's usually how it happens. Never give up, never surrender. Yaddy, yaddy, yadda. Today I was hit with a bill from my auto mechanic of about 1400 bucks. Blown head gasket and the works. It's times like that when life gets you, and you want to roll up into a ball and die. But I believe that there is a dark enemy out there, who tries to kill our joy. Call it what you want, but it's out there. I believe that, whatever it takes, we must endure as writers. It's so easy to give up, thrown in the towel, close down a big project because you've hit a wall. But it takes courage to stand up to face down the calamity that is life and say "No, let's finish this!"

So I'm not worried. I believe that God has a plan for everyone out there, and that's it all for good. I can't divorce my faith with what I do, so I stand by Him and what he has for me. I'm in pain, I'm tired, I'm weak, but not destroyed. We all have to believe in something in order to write well, so do whatever you have to do, believe what you must. Remember only this, at the end, the greatest reward is looking back and going, "Wow, I was a part of that."

And that makes it worth it.

All of it.


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