So I have a problem

I love to read.  Is that the problem?  Nope.  The problem is that I’m just not doing enough of it.  You can never read too much.  In fact, I wish that I could make myself read more.  I still do from time to time, but I get really pissy if I’m reading and I constantly get interrupted.  Considering that I usually do most of my reading while I’m at work… well, let’s just say that I’m sure that my blood pressure is higher there than at home.

There is also this little thing called Amazon Prime Video…  I love my Fire HD.  Love love love it.  Great for reading.  Great for catching up and every single television show that I didn’t even know that I wanted to watch.  The Sopranos for instance.  Almost done with that series, and then I’ll have to find something different to watch.  Last year I watched every single episode available for the Star Trek series.  Fun times.

And I did all of that at work.

I don’t get nearly as annoyed when I can pause the show and come back to it after my customer has left.  I own my own business, by the way, so my jerk of a boss can’t fire me if he catches me.  If I’m reading and I get interrupted…  I don’t want to put my reading down.

The same thing applies to writing.  I used to write.  There never really was anything that I wrote that I was really happy with.  I usually just call it immature drivel or trash.  Is that true?  In my mind it is.

So that’s where my problem is.  An Idea popped into my head the other day and I actually wrote down some of the specifics.  Will I ever actually do anything with it?  No clue whatsoever.  I think that I wouldn’t mind giving it another shot.  My biggest problem while writing is that I’ve never once plotted everything out.  It all happens while I’m actually putting pen to paper, and yes, I’ve always written things down first before typing them up (blog excluded).  There is something to be said about doing your writing with a pen and paper.  It feels…   good.

So, what do I do?  I know what will probably happen.  It’ll likely get pushed to the  side and forgotten like so many other ideas that I’ve had.  Especially over the last 15 years or so.  Funny enough…  That’s how long I’ve worked in this particular business, though I’ve only owned it for slightly under two years.

How do I make myself start writing again?  I believe that I mentioned this blog as a possibility.  It could be something that helps me get back into it.  There are a couple of super shorts that I posted here sometime way back.  Let me find them…  Ahhh, here we go.  Not much, but there’s something that I’ve done.

My house guest has some of my writing now.  I don’t think she’s read it, yet, so maybe I still have a chance to steal it back and hide it all before she gets to it…

I have other problems, but I don’t think that I want to really get into those now.  That’s a completely different ball game.  Or… is it all related?  I suppose that it could be.

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