Fear, And Moving Forward

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“Most of us have two lives. The life we live, and the unlived life within us. Between the two stands Resistance.”

― Steven Pressfield
The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks & Win Your Inner Creative Battles

A story of my last 6 months.

The fear is always there, bubbling right under the surface, waiting to grab, to pull me under, but by the beginning of November I think I have powered through it. I have finished the book I was writing.

Then come the delays.

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Reflections on Spring

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAs I looked around the Palatial Horvath Estate this afternoon, I saw flowers starting to push their way through the ground and buds on the trees.  The forsythia are taking on their yellow-green color, which means they’ll be blooming soon.

Spring.

It seems like the world’s been frozen and snow-covered forever.  We had 10 inches of snow just two weeks ago.  And yet now everything’s starting to grow again.  To be alive again.  One day you look around and everything appears dead.  The next it all changes.  The world comes back to life and you don’t even know when it happened.

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Birthin’ Galaxies

starsPreviously on Betsy’s Blog…

Betsy suffered a bit of a meltdown on her path to indie authorpreneurship and was sidetracked by her deep and passionate love of baked goods.  When last we met, Harry, the white gerbil who is the Guide for her Quest, lectured Betsy quite severely about the importance of maintaining her health.  He was very stern.

 But he was right.

It’s been a little quiet here at the blog since then, but Betsy and Harry are back now.  As we join them, they are laying in a field inside Betsy’s mind, gazing up at a beautiful night sky.

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Themes Of Life

questPreviously on Betsy’s Blog…

Skipper, the Habit Formulation specialist has returned.  Betsy and Quest Guide Harry  are meeting with her in Betsy’s brain to discuss how Betsy is doing in the initial implementation of her Good Habit Strategy, i.e. writing every day.  The verdict has come back – okay so far.

But Betsy seems to have something else on her mind.  She seems to have been thinking, which is cause for concern in and of itself.  

Join us, dear reader, and we’ll see what in the world is going on now!

 

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The Reality of Possibility

baby-chick-and-an-eggWe come across possibilities every day. They flit through our lives like butterflies, drip through our hands like water. Possibilities can be very hard to grasp.

This is especially true of your own possibilities – your own possible you.

As we grow and age, we are hammered into a certain shape based on the expectations of family, friends, loved ones, society, and ourselves. Many of us make choices based on a need to fit in or escape, and then we are left to deal with the consequences of those choices.  Sometimes we feel trapped into a certain way of living based on choices we’ve made.

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Some Thoughts About Failure and Success

primrose1One morning last week, I woke up feeling vaguely guilty and rather like a failure.  Now that isn’t terribly unusual, but I didn’t know what was wrong this time.  As I thought about it, I realized my feelings were somehow connected to the fact I had been to the grocery store the previous evening.It so happens this trip to the grocery store had gone perfectly well, but there have been many times in my life when a trip to the grocery store meant the purchase and consumption of vast quantities of inappropriate foodstuffs.  I have come to associate going to the grocery store with breaking promises to myself and feeling like a failure.I have trained myself.Last week I was also thinking about writing and wondering why I hadn’t felt like a success when HOLD ME was published.  After all, the publication of a book is the popularly accepted definition of success for a writer.

After some thought, I realized that what makes me feel I’m a successful author is to write consistently.  After HOLD ME was published, I stopped writing.  I got all caught up in publication and promotion and other things successful authors were “supposed” to do.  Because none of those things matched my definition of success, I rushed after things that meant nothing to me and sent myself into a downward spiral.

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