“My wish for you is to be motivated in life by something more than your own happiness.” - Will Johnson I have been trying to force myself to finish this fucking book I’ve been writing for the last four years. I have a ton of stuff written but it isn’t in any cohesive format. I know what it takes to accomplish a task since I have completed so many. Set goals, milestones, track the progress is how shit gets done. Every morning wake up on purpose, create a habit, be consistent. Part of the process was to work on my terrible grammar. Get off my lazy ass and take a writing class online or at the community college. Fuck that.. Send it to a friend for proof-reading. Next grab a few self-help and motivational books to keep kicking myself in the ass to complete each milestone. What is the real secret? Several of the recent books I've read say that I’m missing the illusive “why”.. Why the fuck am I writing a book. Who is going to read it? Should I care? Hell yeah, I care.. I want someone to get something from it.. which is my “why”.. Holy shit it turns out that my “why” is to help someone? Wait a fucking minute, I don’t have this shit figured out myself. How will my experience help someone? Just this morning someone asked me, “What’s next?”. I told them, “My plan is to have no plans”. Of course they looked confused by my response. So I returned the look of confusion. Before I get in to deep; you maybe wondering why I use the word “fuck”. For some reason it is a very interesting word. Something about someone grabbing their pearls in surprise. Get a damn life its 2017 and the word is being used in regular TV. Matter of fact stop watching so much TV. Its just a word. If you are offended take this apology and get off my page. This will be the first of many blogs. It will be of shit that I have experienced in my life and just maybe it will help you in some way. I’m going to attempt to tell you some real shit. You can decide what to do with the information. Let’s see what we can accomplish together. I ask that you be a willing participant by asking questions and sharing your personal experiences. That’s enough for now… Its time to hook up the RV and get back on the road. First stop Charlotte. If you are there and want to talk shit at a coffee shop or your favorite craft beer spot. Will
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