Writers block.
My Mom told me about it some time ago, (she's a writer too.) In fact here's a link to her blog:
http://surprisingordinary.wordpress.com/
Is it against the rules to link to wordpress on blogspot?
Eh, I guess we'll find out.
I've never had writers block before. There's just too much swirling around in my head for me to ever run out of ideas. I have four in progress books on my Ipod. but sometimes, or so I've been told, you just can't think of anything to write, or when you do it sucks. I could think of a hundred different things to say to you. "Keep going, inspiration will hit you soon," things like that. But sometimes it just doesn't. Sometimes life, and you're writing sucks, sometimes you just think it never going to get better and it would be easier to just give up.
Yeah, it would.
But do you want to be known as a quitter? No one ever said chasing your dreams would be easy, and if they did, they lied. but are you ready to give up on your dream? Are you ready to face everything quitting entails? If you are, then go ahead, quit. But just know that you have to live with that decision for the rest of your life.
There are no "do over" buttons, no undo functions. Once you make that choice its made.
So yeah, you may have a bit of writers block, or maybe something else going on. And you think it would be easier just to quit.
Well, the reality is, its not. And don't let yourself or anyone else let you think that you need to quit.
Because,
You don't.
-George.
Friday, January 24, 2014
12 people can make a difference.
12 people.
12 people saw my blog since I uploaded "the beginning."
12 people actually made the time to see what I wrote.
You may think I'm freaking out about this, and I am. But when I first posted, it was a leap of faith. I didn't think anyone would care about what I had to say. And maybe they don't. But all I know, is that those 12 people, where ever you are, have inspired me. So thank you 12 people. Thank you, for taking the time to read my thoughts, and opinions, and even if you're the only 12 people who do, its enough for me.
You may not know what you do when you say something to someone, or send them an encouraging email, or even take the time to read a silly blog, but know this:
The things you say and do around other people have an effect, even if you think nothing you do has value, it does, you do. And don't ever forget that.
Thank you 12, thank you.
-George.
12 people saw my blog since I uploaded "the beginning."
12 people actually made the time to see what I wrote.
You may think I'm freaking out about this, and I am. But when I first posted, it was a leap of faith. I didn't think anyone would care about what I had to say. And maybe they don't. But all I know, is that those 12 people, where ever you are, have inspired me. So thank you 12 people. Thank you, for taking the time to read my thoughts, and opinions, and even if you're the only 12 people who do, its enough for me.
You may not know what you do when you say something to someone, or send them an encouraging email, or even take the time to read a silly blog, but know this:
The things you say and do around other people have an effect, even if you think nothing you do has value, it does, you do. And don't ever forget that.
Thank you 12, thank you.
-George.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
The beginning.
George and Samson.
you may be thinking, what the heck kind of name is that?
Well I'll explain it to you. My best friends name is... Well, we'll just call her H. H and I were extremely tired one day at a function and had spent the last 3 days together with nothing to do. This was around the time that we had found the cabinet of pixie stix. I mean who leaves a unattended cabinet of Pixie Stix with a bunch of kids? So we found the pixie stix, ate about 20 each, and were more than a little loopy when we came up with our nicknames. I went first saying, "We need, like, cool names or something... Yours, yours could be Samson!!!" H replied with "Yeah!! And, and you should be...George!!"
And it stuck.
whenever I see pixie stix I laugh uncontrollably and whoever is around thinks I'm crazy.
"So... What kind of Blog is this anyway?" You may be thinking.
I don't really know yet. But I wanna be a writer, and this is a good way to get started. By the way, there is more to the story, but I'll write about it later. I'm thinking this could be an outlet of sorts. A way for me to be creative, and get my ideas out to the world. Maybe I'm over anticipating this just a tad. I tend to do that.
But what can I say? I'm a competitive over achiever.
Till net time,
George.
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