“You Inspectors aren’t qualified to judge my sins.
Only the fallen may judge me.”
And so we reach the middle of the apple.
Look forward to that line coming up at a point in the not too distant future.
I type this amidst clouds of Key Lime vapor, strangely named ‘Chastity Belt’, by Carpe Diem Vapor.
This goes out to all writers.
Do you find it difficult to maintain writing and your life?
I’m sure that we all do, more at some times than at others.
I began a new job about four months ago, at a finance company. After writing solidly, chasing the wordcount dragon, for a few years, I put aside those energies to focus on giving this job my all.
Now we have reached the middle of the apple, the c- n- OOPS!!
Almost used a line there!! Anyway, yes, the balance of one and the other. I’ve managed to get writing in the evenings after work again. Nothing major, a few hundred to a thousand words at around 8pm. It isn’t a lot, but it keeps the story going, keeps an awareness of the multiple revolving jigsaw story pieces alive.
I’ve mentioned before that this work environment is a very social one. There are regular nights out and meals and get togethers, and my social circles have expanded exponentially as a result. I feel, biting into the core of this big, crunchy apple, that I may have struck a balance at last with the regular short bursts.
Meanwhile, other social engagements draw my attention.
Last Saturday found me dancing atop a giant table of noughts and crosses, at about 2am, with all of the windows and doors open in case we could disturb the neighbours. Molotov Jukebox was playing, loud.
It wasn’t my idea, nor my house, but the table dancing was happening when I came out of the bathroom. Who wouldn’t join in?
Social things are cool, as is writing (the neverending quest for the word dragon continues), but it is the balance that rules over everything.
I hope that you can all join me in a crunchy bite of this apple core…