I don’t like it when I feel a touch of envy. Not a bad envy (although I’m not really sure there is a good kind of envy) but the kind of envy that motivates you into actually doing something. Now you might be wondering, if it motivates me to get going again, then why wouldn’t I like it?
It can never be a bad thing to get re-motivated to do something that you know you should already be doing. That’s just it right there. I don’t like it because it’s something that I already know in the back of my mind, that I should be doing as it is and that I shouldn’t have to watch or read about other people doing it to get moving in that direction.
I was reading some other bloggers posts as I was doing some research for a project, and I kept reading about other writers having such busy schedules. Talk about going to conferences, and doing book signings, and interviews, and things of that nature; the things that I feel like I should be out there doing too.
It’s not as if I wouldn’t like to have a full calendar and to have to tell people that I have this book signing to do, or that conference to speak at, or this interview to give. In fact every year when I buy those desk calendars or day planners I can see in my mind the pages, one after the other, full of appointments and deadlines that just can’t be missed. And yet year after year those pages have gone blank, left unfilled, and more time passes.
I guess the only thing left to really figure out is when I am going to get around to filling those pages up. I suppose I would have to finish filling up the pages of the rest of my novel that is still undone, or finish one of the other projects that I am working on. It’s not easy to have those blank squares on the calendar taunting me with missed opportunities.
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