Getting the “meh” out of writing.
Hitting the midpoint of life one starts to think . . .
Time is my main commodity.
How can I slow it down? How can I do as much as a want to do more efficiently?
Hmm.
Then you realize that is NEVER going to happen.
You just have to try to do what you want to do in the time you have left.
I want to write fiction.
I’m starting with short stories. Or maybe a novel?
But whatever I write. I don’t want it to be so-so.
Meh.
For more of my thoughts on the subject, click on over to my post with the stupendous yeah write community.
