I wonder if feeling lost is par for the course during this journey. Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m wandering around a dark room, trying to find a light switch (I swear it doesn’t exist).
When you have to move past the writing and enter the realm of “Hello, World,” I kind of want to go all hermit crab. I’m not very good with all of the social media aspects. It’s fun, and I love meeting people, but most of the time I just feel like a colossal idiot.
It’s hard to explain. The only time I’m not lost these days is when I write. When I’m in my world with my characters, it’s like being home with family—I know where I am and where I’m going. I don’t know…maybe that’s the answer: Write, and let the rest fall into place, however that may be.
I really need to de-worrywart, huh? Have fun you say, enjoy, and for the love of all things Halloween, stop WORRYING! If you had known me in school, you wouldn't be surprised by my worry-warting. I was the quintessential Hermione meets Anne of Green Gables…only Texan…with a rabid passion for sports…and handbags.
Maybe I should give up on the light switch and try to find a candle…there’ll be a match to find, of course. Hmm, that could be tricky—if I can’t find a switch, how on earth will I find a match.
Oh, I’ll just stick with searching for the dang light switch. Hopefully, I’ll stumble upon it one of these days…probably in some Alice in Wonderland, upside down reality…which, come to think of it, would be really, really awesome.