The Octopus Rises…
Dear Constant Reader,
Its been almost a month since my last post, but that is not from a lack of want. The realities of my day to day life seem to outweigh my artistic vision from time to time. And while I would love to proclaim that I am a die hard member of the Hustler’s Team No Sleep, I can not. There are some things that must take precedence over others. It took me a while to stop trying to fit the “I’ll rest when I make it” ideal into my life. My day job, which is crucial to my being able to help take care of my family, cannot be done bleary-eyed and fuzzy brained. Some may say if I wanted the dream bad enough I would make it all work. I say you don’t slight one aspect of your life to shove in another.
I am still far from being what I want to be, but with God’s help I shall succeed. Vincent Van Gogh
My mantra to make it through my day to day is…Patience and Faith
Patience in the belief that all thing will come in their own due time and faith that the fruits of my labors will come to pass.
I have no doubt that one day I will be able to maintain and support my family with my writing career. But, as much as I wish it were, that is currently not the case. Nonetheless, I will keep striving towards making that desire a reality. In the meantime however, I will not berate myself for those time when taking care of family obligations and work responsibilities dictate that the dream of a writer’s life must take a backseat from time to time.
The octopus needs to rest now and again. But the break is over. Steadily I rise from the sea floor. Even as I write this I feel my tentacles flexing. Time to get back in the groove.
Besos y Abrasos,