11 May 2022

So, lately…

My latest fad is online poker. Yeah, yeah I know. But it’s a game I’ve always liked playing and I keep it to penny ante stuff. Not playing for mortgages or anything like that. Besides I lost the house in the divorce. Ha. Ha.

I’m also slowly, and I mean literally dragging myself back into writing something. Anything. I’ve really lost the will, ambition, desire. I never looked for money, but I wouldn’t say no to it. If anything I just want a book published but I’m beginning to think I’ve got a fear of succeeding. Or just sick of the rejection. Every time I think, yeah, this is good. This is the one. Maybe the best I’ve ever written and…nothing. Meh. I’ve been down this road before but getting back on the path is getting tougher. Unlike many people, I’ve worked every day of this Covid thing with ever increasing hours. Good money, but less time to do other things and when I got the time the last thing I want to do is write. and I’m not getting any younger. But a story is always kicking around in my head and there’s always that desire, that hope that maybe this is the one. Or not. I keep telling myself I write for myself. That’s a lie. I write for others. I write hoping someone else might like whatever it is I wrote. That’s turning into a very, very small list. It’s a list of my own creation, in that I’m not big on self promotion. I don’t have a big social media following and don’t really want one. Well, that’s a bit longer ramble than I anticipated. Time for work.


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Posted May 11, 2022 by mikerimar in category "Uncategorized