Recently...I got back from India, having celebrated my first Diwali there (a few pics will be uploaded), and I was going to write about that.

And then, Thanksgiving happened, so I was going to write about Diwali AND Thanksgiving. 

But.  Then.  I haven't.  Not that I won't in the near future.  But.  Well.  See.

Alright.  I'm suffering from Momentum.  We all have momentum.  It's just a question of whether or not it's a moving sort of momentum or a sit and ponder what's coming up next on Turner Classic Movies.  I suffer from the later.

Lately, I just haven't been able to get motivated to get up off my ass and go put my ass back down at the keyboard.  And I think it's becoming a circular problem, the less time I spend in front of the computer working creates a bigger desire to NOT want to be in front of the computer working.  What IS next on Turner Classic Movies...?

I think, honestly, I have become a little afraid.  Afraid that I may not be as good as I think I am.  Afraid that I won't have any more great ideas.  Afraid that I'm to lazy to do this as a career.  Afraid that time is running out.  Afraid that I won't be able to make the big push that's required to really make writing a CAREER.  A living.  A life.

And so of course, the easiest thing to do is to do nothing.  Well.  Not nothing.  I AM watching Turner Classic Movies after all....

But it's time for a change.  How many times can one watch A Touch of Mink?

Next year I'm proposing not a New Year Resolution, but a New Year Revolution.  (Oh, stop rolling your eyes, Butch.)  A Revolution, a change of heart, a change of mind.  To finally get off my ass and write more, go and see more. 

Frankly, to practice what I preach:  to write bravely, honestly, and with an open heart.

Oh.  Hell.  Why am I waiting until next year?